The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Romeo and Juliet. HamletEstes and Lauriat, 1883 |
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10. oldal
... earth the lawyers supping in the Temple ran from their tables and out of the halls , with the knives in their hands : the people assembled at the theatres rushed forth into the fields , lest the galleries should fall : the roof of ...
... earth the lawyers supping in the Temple ran from their tables and out of the halls , with the knives in their hands : the people assembled at the theatres rushed forth into the fields , lest the galleries should fall : the roof of ...
16. oldal
... earth the stale and vapid draught , when it has lost all the spirit that caused it to foam and sparkle before them . Nevertheless , it is not their passion , but the enmity of their houses , that is punished in their death ; and the ...
... earth the stale and vapid draught , when it has lost all the spirit that caused it to foam and sparkle before them . Nevertheless , it is not their passion , but the enmity of their houses , that is punished in their death ; and the ...
23. oldal
... earth's best and noblest creatures are snatched away , because , by reason of their virtue , they can best afford to die , and because , for the same reason , their death will be most bitterly deplored . The good old Friar indeed ...
... earth's best and noblest creatures are snatched away , because , by reason of their virtue , they can best afford to die , and because , for the same reason , their death will be most bitterly deplored . The good old Friar indeed ...
38. oldal
... Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she , She is the hopeful lady of my earth : * But woo her , gentle Paris , get her heart , My will to her consent is but a part ; An she agree , within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair ...
... Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she , She is the hopeful lady of my earth : * But woo her , gentle Paris , get her heart , My will to her consent is but a part ; An she agree , within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair ...
56. oldal
... earth too dear ! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows , As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows . The measure done , I'll watch her place of stand , And , touching hers , make blessed my rude hand.10 Did my heart love till now ...
... earth too dear ! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows , As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows . The measure done , I'll watch her place of stand , And , touching hers , make blessed my rude hand.10 Did my heart love till now ...
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art thou beauty BENVOLIO Capulet character Coleridge dead dear death dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear Fortinbras Friar Friar LAURENCE gentleman Ghost give grave grief Guil GUILDENSTERN Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven hence honour Horatio i'the is't Juliet Julius Cæsar King Lady Laer Laertes live look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam Mantua marriage married means Mercutio mind Montague mother nature night noble Nurse old copies Ophelia Osrick Paris passage passion play players Poet Poet's poison'd POLONIUS pray Prince quarto of 1597 Queen Romeo Romeo and Juliet ROSENCRANTZ scene second folio sense Shakespeare soul speak speech spirit sweet sword tell thee There's thing thou art thou hast thought Tybalt villain word
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276. oldal - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
101. oldal - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
354. oldal - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
301. oldal - I'll look up ; My fault is past. But O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn ? " Forgive me my foul murder ?" That cannot be ; since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder, My crown, mine own ambition and my queen. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence ? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
282. oldal - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
306. oldal - See, what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
116. oldal - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
52. oldal - Tickling a parson's nose as a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : \ Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; 1 And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
212. oldal - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
221. oldal - Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man ; And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that.(13) Neither a borrower nor a lender be : For loan oft loses both itself and friend ; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.