The Works of William Shakespeare, 8. kötetMunroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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18. oldal
... gone , Without our grace , our love , our benizon . Come , noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exe . LEAR , BURGUNDY , CORNWALL , ALBANY , GLOSTER , and Attendants . France . Bid farewell to your sisters . Cor . The jewels of our father ...
... gone , Without our grace , our love , our benizon . Come , noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exe . LEAR , BURGUNDY , CORNWALL , ALBANY , GLOSTER , and Attendants . France . Bid farewell to your sisters . Cor . The jewels of our father ...
20. oldal
... gone to - night ! subscrib'd his power ! ** Confin'd to exhibition ! 2 All this done Upon the gad ! 3 — Edmund ! how now ? what news ! [ 7 ] Curiosity , in the time of Shakspeare , was a word that signified an over nice scrupulousness ...
... gone to - night ! subscrib'd his power ! ** Confin'd to exhibition ! 2 All this done Upon the gad ! 3 — Edmund ! how now ? what news ! [ 7 ] Curiosity , in the time of Shakspeare , was a word that signified an over nice scrupulousness ...
24. oldal
... gone by . it the more , he , with great judgment , makes these Pagans fatalists ; as ap- pears by these words of Lear , " By all the operations of the orbs , From whom we do exist and cease to be . " ' For the doctrine of fate is the ...
... gone by . it the more , he , with great judgment , makes these Pagans fatalists ; as ap- pears by these words of Lear , " By all the operations of the orbs , From whom we do exist and cease to be . " ' For the doctrine of fate is the ...
31. oldal
... , which contains nothing . The outside of a king remains , but all the intrinsic parts of royalty are gone ; he has nothing to give . JOHNSON . But other of your insolent retinue Do hourly carp and ACT I. 31 KING LEAR ,
... , which contains nothing . The outside of a king remains , but all the intrinsic parts of royalty are gone ; he has nothing to give . JOHNSON . But other of your insolent retinue Do hourly carp and ACT I. 31 KING LEAR ,
35. oldal
... gone ; And hasten your return . [ Exit Stew . ] - No , no , my lord , This milky gentleness , and course of yours , Though I condemn it not , yet , under pardon , You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom , Than prais'd for harmful ...
... gone ; And hasten your return . [ Exit Stew . ] - No , no , my lord , This milky gentleness , and course of yours , Though I condemn it not , yet , under pardon , You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom , Than prais'd for harmful ...
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104. oldal - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
51. oldal - Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
70. oldal - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in ! Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin, Ay, there, look grim as hell ! Des.
61. oldal - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
20. oldal - Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! — Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee, Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me: Let me not burst in ignorance!
76. oldal - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
53. oldal - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
14. oldal - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approv'd good masters,— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
106. oldal - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
50. oldal - The observ'd of all observers ! quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...