The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, 1. kötetH. Woodfall, 1767 |
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149. oldal
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERO N A. H 3 Dramatis Perfonæ . DUKE of Milan , Father to Silvia.
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERO N A. H 3 Dramatis Perfonæ . DUKE of Milan , Father to Silvia.
150. oldal
... Silvia . Valentine , Protheus , } the Two Gentlemen . Anthonio , Father to Protheus . Thurio , a foolish Rival to Valentine . Eglamore , Agent for Silvia in her Escape .. Hoft , where Julia lodges in Milan . Out - laws . Speed , a ...
... Silvia . Valentine , Protheus , } the Two Gentlemen . Anthonio , Father to Protheus . Thurio , a foolish Rival to Valentine . Eglamore , Agent for Silvia in her Escape .. Hoft , where Julia lodges in Milan . Out - laws . Speed , a ...
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... Silvia ! Silvia ! Speed . Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia ! Val . How now , firrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , Sir . Val . Why , Sir , who bad you call her ? ( 7 ) Oh , how this spring of love resembleth well ] This monofyllable ...
... Silvia ! Silvia ! Speed . Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia ! Val . How now , firrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , Sir . Val . Why , Sir , who bad you call her ? ( 7 ) Oh , how this spring of love resembleth well ] This monofyllable ...
164. oldal
... Silvia ? Speed . She , that your worship loves ? Val . Why , how know you that I am in love ? Speed . Marry , by thefe fpecial marks ; firft , you have learn'd , like Sir Protheus , to wreath your arms like a male - content ; to relish ...
... Silvia ? Speed . She , that your worship loves ? Val . Why , how know you that I am in love ? Speed . Marry , by thefe fpecial marks ; firft , you have learn'd , like Sir Protheus , to wreath your arms like a male - content ; to relish ...
165. oldal
... do them : Peace , here fhe comes . Enter Silvia . Speed . Oh excellent motion ! oh exceeding puppet ! Now will he interpret to her . Val Val . Madam and mistress , a thoufand good morrows The Two Gentlemen of VERONA . 165.
... do them : Peace , here fhe comes . Enter Silvia . Speed . Oh excellent motion ! oh exceeding puppet ! Now will he interpret to her . Val Val . Madam and mistress , a thoufand good morrows The Two Gentlemen of VERONA . 165.
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28. oldal - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
86. 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 wing'd Cupid painted blind.
42. oldal - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
63. oldal - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
95. oldal - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
96. oldal - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
150. oldal - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
35. oldal - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
64. oldal - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.