The Shakespeare Phrase BookLittle, Brown,, 1881 - 1034 oldal |
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10. oldal
... speak , And , speak NEAS . As did Eneas old Anchises bear , So bear I thee . 2 Henry IV . iii . 1 . Troi . and Cress . i . 3 . Macbeth , iv . 2 . Meas . for Meas . ¡ ¡ ¡ . 1 . Tempest , i . 2 . .Com . of Errors , i . 1 . Winter's Tale ...
... speak , And , speak NEAS . As did Eneas old Anchises bear , So bear I thee . 2 Henry IV . iii . 1 . Troi . and Cress . i . 3 . Macbeth , iv . 2 . Meas . for Meas . ¡ ¡ ¡ . 1 . Tempest , i . 2 . .Com . of Errors , i . 1 . Winter's Tale ...
40. oldal
... speak of Africa and golden joys Base is the slave that pays I. ii . I. iii . * . z . 5- 1 . Troi . and Cress . iv . Timon of Athens , iii . Julius Cæsar , ii . As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base ...
... speak of Africa and golden joys Base is the slave that pays I. ii . I. iii . * . z . 5- 1 . Troi . and Cress . iv . Timon of Athens , iii . Julius Cæsar , ii . As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base ...
48. oldal
... Speak with me , pity me , open the door : A beggar begs that never begged before It is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side Speak then to me , who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate . BEGGAR . They will not give ...
... Speak with me , pity me , open the door : A beggar begs that never begged before It is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side Speak then to me , who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate . BEGGAR . They will not give ...
69. oldal
... speak To any BOOTY . So triumph thieves upon their conquered booty BORE . - Thou knowest my old ward ; here I lay , and thus I bore my point Whereon you stood , confined Into an auger's bore • . Love's L. Lost , v . 2 . Mid . N. Dream ...
... speak To any BOOTY . So triumph thieves upon their conquered booty BORE . - Thou knowest my old ward ; here I lay , and thus I bore my point Whereon you stood , confined Into an auger's bore • . Love's L. Lost , v . 2 . Mid . N. Dream ...
77. oldal
... speak this in hunger for bread , not in thirst for revenge He took my father grossly , full of bread ; With all his crimes broad blown I'll prove it on thy heart , Ere I taste bread BREADTH . I profess requital to a hair's breadth Mid ...
... speak this in hunger for bread , not in thirst for revenge He took my father grossly , full of bread ; With all his crimes broad blown I'll prove it on thy heart , Ere I taste bread BREADTH . I profess requital to a hair's breadth Mid ...
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457. oldal - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind...
184. oldal - O thou invisible spirit of wine ! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
413. oldal - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
346. oldal - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
420. oldal - Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry " Hold, hold !
493. oldal - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But, if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
242. oldal - em : Take that of me, my friend, who have the power To seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes ; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not.
366. oldal - I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
360. oldal - One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she 's dead. Ham. How absolute the knave is ! we must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Horatio, these three years I have taken note of it ; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe.— How long hast thou been a grave-maker?
469. oldal - For, get you gone, she doth not mean, away: Flatter, and praise, commend, extol their graces; Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels