The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, 1. kötetCarpenter and Son, 1814 |
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6. oldal
... thee , ( Of thee , my dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mira ...
... thee , ( Of thee , my dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mira ...
7. oldal
... thee , mark me , that a brother should Be so perfidious ! -he whom , next thyself , Of all the world I lov'd , and to him put The manage of my state ; as , at that time , Through all the signiories it was the first , And Prospero the ...
... thee , mark me , that a brother should Be so perfidious ! -he whom , next thyself , Of all the world I lov'd , and to him put The manage of my state ; as , at that time , Through all the signiories it was the first , And Prospero the ...
9. oldal
... thee to the present business Which now's upon us ; without the which , this story Were most impertinent . Mira . That hour destroy us ? Pro . Wherefore did they not Well demanded , wench ; My tale provokes that question . Dear , they ...
... thee to the present business Which now's upon us ; without the which , this story Were most impertinent . Mira . That hour destroy us ? Pro . Wherefore did they not Well demanded , wench ; My tale provokes that question . Dear , they ...
12. oldal
... thee what thou hast promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . Pro . What is't thou can'st demand ? Ari . How now ? moody ? My liberty . Pro . Before the time be out ? no more . Ari . I pray thee Remember , I have done thee worthy ...
... thee what thou hast promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . Pro . What is't thou can'st demand ? Ari . How now ? moody ? My liberty . Pro . Before the time be out ? no more . Ari . I pray thee Remember , I have done thee worthy ...
13. oldal
William Shakespeare. Remember , I have done thee worthy service ; Told thee no lies , made no mistakings , serv'd Without or grudge or grumblings : thou didst promise To bate me a full year . Pro . Dost thou forget From what a torment I ...
William Shakespeare. Remember , I have done thee worthy service ; Told thee no lies , made no mistakings , serv'd Without or grudge or grumblings : thou didst promise To bate me a full year . Pro . Dost thou forget From what a torment I ...
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Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter death doth Duke edition Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father faults fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host HUGH EVANS husband i'the Illyria Isab knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Mira mistress Ford never night o'the peace Pist play Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Hugh Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH Slen Slender speak Speed Stratford Susanna Hall sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Valentine What's wife woman word
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38. oldal - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought...
25. oldal - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
31. oldal - A strange fish! 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. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
35. oldal - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art...
26. oldal - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet ; For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder.
22. oldal - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
25. oldal - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
3. oldal - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
48. 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.
50. oldal - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.