The Plays of Shakespeare, 1. kötetGeorge Routledge & Company, 1858 - 40 oldal |
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... heart wrapt in a players hyde , supposes hee is as well able to bombast out a blanke verse as the best of you ; and beeing an absolute Johannes Fac - totum , is , in his owne conceyte , the only SHAKE - SCENE in a countrey . Oh , that I ...
... heart wrapt in a players hyde , supposes hee is as well able to bombast out a blanke verse as the best of you ; and beeing an absolute Johannes Fac - totum , is , in his owne conceyte , the only SHAKE - SCENE in a countrey . Oh , that I ...
14. oldal
... heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued Booke Those Delphicke Lines with deep Impression tooke ; Then thou , our fancy of herself bereaving , Dost make us Marble with too much conceiving ; And , so Sepulcher'd , in such pompe dost ...
... heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued Booke Those Delphicke Lines with deep Impression tooke ; Then thou , our fancy of herself bereaving , Dost make us Marble with too much conceiving ; And , so Sepulcher'd , in such pompe dost ...
14. oldal
... heart - sore sighs ; one fading moment's mirth , With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights : If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ; However , but a folly bought with wit , Or else a wit by ...
... heart - sore sighs ; one fading moment's mirth , With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights : If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ; However , but a folly bought with wit , Or else a wit by ...
15. oldal
... heart - sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthrall'd eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; a The first folio assigns ...
... heart - sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthrall'd eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; a The first folio assigns ...
19. oldal
... heart ; His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth . Luc . Pray Heaven he prove so , when you come to him ! JUL . Now , as thou lov'st me , do him not that wrong , To bear a hard opinion of his truth : Only deserve my love , by ...
... heart ; His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth . Luc . Pray Heaven he prove so , when you come to him ! JUL . Now , as thou lov'st me , do him not that wrong , To bear a hard opinion of his truth : Only deserve my love , by ...
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512. oldal - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
328. oldal - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
427. oldal - But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ; It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow, this strict...
352. 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.
174. oldal - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
594. oldal - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
433. oldal - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
29. oldal - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling : She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring.
426. oldal - It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, — It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then...
14. oldal - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson; which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning; solid, but slow, in his performances. Shakespeare, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.