The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, 7. kötetCharles Knight, 1851 |
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11. oldal
... desires , All prompting me how fair young Hero is , Saying , I lik'd her ere I went to wars . D. PEDRO . Thou wilt be like a lover presently , And tire the hearer with a book of words : If thou dost love fair Hero , cherish it ; And I ...
... desires , All prompting me how fair young Hero is , Saying , I lik'd her ere I went to wars . D. PEDRO . Thou wilt be like a lover presently , And tire the hearer with a book of words : If thou dost love fair Hero , cherish it ; And I ...
20. oldal
... desire your good company . BENE . O God , sir , here's a dish I love not ; I cannot endure my lady Tongue . In the quarto , good will . • The quarto omits and . [ Exit . In the quarto , bind him up . My , in the quarto . The folio has ...
... desire your good company . BENE . O God , sir , here's a dish I love not ; I cannot endure my lady Tongue . In the quarto , good will . • The quarto omits and . [ Exit . In the quarto , bind him up . My , in the quarto . The folio has ...
39. oldal
... desire her to rise . URS . I will , lady . HERO . And bid her come hither . [ Exeunt . URS . Well . [ Exit URSULA . MARG . Troth , I think 18 other rabato your were better . HERO . No , pray thee , good Meg , I'll wear this . B ...
... desire her to rise . URS . I will , lady . HERO . And bid her come hither . [ Exeunt . URS . Well . [ Exit URSULA . MARG . Troth , I think 18 other rabato your were better . HERO . No , pray thee , good Meg , I'll wear this . B ...
41. oldal
... desire ! HERO . These gloves the count sent me , they are an excellent perfume . BEAT . I am stuffed , cousin , I cannot smell . MARG . A maid , and stuffed ! there ' s goodly catching of cold . BEAT . O , God help me ! God help me ...
... desire ! HERO . These gloves the count sent me , they are an excellent perfume . BEAT . I am stuffed , cousin , I cannot smell . MARG . A maid , and stuffed ! there ' s goodly catching of cold . BEAT . O , God help me ! God help me ...
42. oldal
... desire they were ; but , in faith , honest , as the skin between his brows . VERG . Yes , I thank God , I am as honest as any man living , that is an old man , and no honester than I. DOGB . Comparisons are odorous : palabras ...
... desire they were ; but , in faith , honest , as the skin between his brows . VERG . Yes , I thank God , I am as honest as any man living , that is an old man , and no honester than I. DOGB . Comparisons are odorous : palabras ...
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27. oldal - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
190. oldal - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
369. 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.
556. 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 foizon, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
203. oldal - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
426. oldal - Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past. Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt, or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others...
252. oldal - It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is over-rul'd by fate. When two are stript long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: The reason no man knows ; let it suffice, What we behold is censur'd by our eyes.