The Shakespeare Phrase BookLittle, Brown,, 1881 - 1034 oldal |
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42. oldal
... Night , iv . 2 . Meas . for Meas . ii . 4 . Mid . N. Dream , iv . 1 . Why , it hath bay - windows transparent as ... Night , ii . 3 . Macbeth , i . 7 . That but this blow Might be the be - all and the end - all here . Sometimes the beam ...
... Night , iv . 2 . Meas . for Meas . ii . 4 . Mid . N. Dream , iv . 1 . Why , it hath bay - windows transparent as ... Night , ii . 3 . Macbeth , i . 7 . That but this blow Might be the be - all and the end - all here . Sometimes the beam ...
43. oldal
... Night , iii . 4 . King John , ii . 1 . Henry IV . i . 2 . Henry V. iii . 7 . 2 Henry VI . v . 1 . .3 Henry VI . ii ... night , wherein the cub - drawn bear would couch Whose reverence even the head - lugged bear would lick , Most ...
... Night , iii . 4 . King John , ii . 1 . Henry IV . i . 2 . Henry V. iii . 7 . 2 Henry VI . v . 1 . .3 Henry VI . ii ... night , wherein the cub - drawn bear would couch Whose reverence even the head - lugged bear would lick , Most ...
55. oldal
... night . The poor wren , The most diminutive of birds , will fight And what will you do now ? How will you live ? — As birds do , mother Poor bird ! thou ' ldst never fear the net nor lime , The pitfall nor the gin The bird of dawning ...
... night . The poor wren , The most diminutive of birds , will fight And what will you do now ? How will you live ? — As birds do , mother Poor bird ! thou ' ldst never fear the net nor lime , The pitfall nor the gin The bird of dawning ...
56. oldal
... night ! We mourn in black : why mourn we not in blood ? A black day will it be to somebody . Is become as black As if besmeared in hell He is already dead ; stabbed with a white wench's black eye Come , civil night , Thou sober - suited ...
... night ! We mourn in black : why mourn we not in blood ? A black day will it be to somebody . Is become as black As if besmeared in hell He is already dead ; stabbed with a white wench's black eye Come , civil night , Thou sober - suited ...
72. oldal
... Night , iii . 4 . Henry IV . v . 3 . Macbeth , i . 7 . King John , ii . t . Mid . N. Dream , iši . 2 . Tam . of the Shrew , i . 2 . There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound , in earth , in sea , in sky Com . of Err ...
... Night , iii . 4 . Henry IV . v . 3 . Macbeth , i . 7 . King John , ii . t . Mid . N. Dream , iši . 2 . Tam . of the Shrew , i . 2 . There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound , in earth , in sea , in sky Com . of Err ...
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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