Publications, 30. kiadásShakespeare Society, and to be had of W. Skeffington, 1846 |
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5. oldal
... doth herselfe appeare , Borrowing no colours from a quaint disguise : If your faire fauours cause her spirite to rise , Shee to the highest pitch her wings shall reare , And prowd quothernicke action shall deuise , To winne your sweet ...
... doth herselfe appeare , Borrowing no colours from a quaint disguise : If your faire fauours cause her spirite to rise , Shee to the highest pitch her wings shall reare , And prowd quothernicke action shall deuise , To winne your sweet ...
7. oldal
... doth salute Th ' approaching night , clad in black sable weeds , Black as my thoughts , that harbour nought but death , Thefts , murders , rapes , and such like damnéd acts , The infant babes to whom my soul is nurse . Come , Bobbington ...
... doth salute Th ' approaching night , clad in black sable weeds , Black as my thoughts , that harbour nought but death , Thefts , murders , rapes , and such like damnéd acts , The infant babes to whom my soul is nurse . Come , Bobbington ...
12. oldal
... doth And yet I'll pawn my head he will applaud The peascod and the flow'r , my pretty choice . For what is he , loving a thing in heart , Loves not the counterfeit , tho ' made by art ? I cannot tell how others ' fancies stand , But I ...
... doth And yet I'll pawn my head he will applaud The peascod and the flow'r , my pretty choice . For what is he , loving a thing in heart , Loves not the counterfeit , tho ' made by art ? I cannot tell how others ' fancies stand , But I ...
16. oldal
... doth proceed , I will not only cease to trouble you , But , like a true skilful physician , Seek all good means for your recovery . Ferd . Well , brother , you have much importun'd me , And for the confidence I have in you , That you'll ...
... doth proceed , I will not only cease to trouble you , But , like a true skilful physician , Seek all good means for your recovery . Ferd . Well , brother , you have much importun'd me , And for the confidence I have in you , That you'll ...
18. oldal
... doth enforce the heart of man to love ; Which motion , as it unbeseems a man , So , by the soul and reason which adorn The life of man , it is extinguished Even at his pleasure that it doth possess . Anth . Thus may the free man jest at ...
... doth enforce the heart of man to love ; Which motion , as it unbeseems a man , So , by the soul and reason which adorn The life of man , it is extinguished Even at his pleasure that it doth possess . Anth . Thus may the free man jest at ...
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91. oldal - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
91. oldal - Phoebus' lodging ; such a waggoner As Phaeton would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately. — Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night ! That rude day's eyes may wink, and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. — Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties : or if love be blind, It best agrees with night. — Come...
33. oldal - Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so; See that your notes strain not too low: For still, methinks, I see her frown ' Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tune your voices' harmony, And sing, I am her lover; Strain loud and sweet, that every note With sweet content may move her. And she that hath the sweetest voice, Tell her I will not change my choice ; Yet still, methinks, I see her frown Ye pretty wantons, warble.
vi. oldal - Othello's mind in his colour, — whether he did not find something extremely revolting in the courtship and wedded caresses of Othello and Desdemona, and whether the actual sight of the thing did not overweigh all that beautiful compromise which we make in reading. And the reason it should do so is obvious, — because there is just so much reality presented to our senses as to give a perception of disagreement...
33. oldal - Go, pretty birds, about her bower ; Sing, pretty birds, she may not lower ; Ah, me ! methinks I see her frown ! Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tell her, through your chirping bills, As you by me are bidden, To her is only known my love, Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so ; See that your notes strain not too low, 96 For still, methinks, I see her frown. Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tune your voices...
vi. oldal - Othello played, whether he did not, on the contrary, sink Othello's mind in his colour ; whether he did not find something extremely revolting in the courtship and wedded caresses of Othello and Desdemona ; and whether the actual sight of the thing did not overweigh all that beautiful compromise which we make in reading...
102. oldal - The Council of the Shakespeare Society desire it to be understood that they are not answerable for any opinions or observations that may appear in the Society's publications; the Editors of the several works being alone responsible for the same.
91. oldal - Phesbus, drawn in his car with fiery-footed steeds, and posting through the heavens, she very properly calls him, with regard to the swiftness of his course, the run-away. In the like manner our poet speaks of the night in The Merchant of Venice: " For the close night doth play the run-away.
9. oldal - For. Dost long to have me blind ? Then I'll behold them, since I know thy mind. Oh, me, is this my son that doth so senseless lie, And swims in blood ? my soul with his shall fly Unto the land of rest.
48. oldal - Follow them to the tavern ; and there sit In the next room with a calves-head and brimstone, And overhear their talk, observe their humours : Collect their jests, put them into a play, And tire them too with payment, to behold What I have filch'd from them. This I could do : But oh, for shame that men should so arraign Their own fee-simple wits for verbal theft ? Yet men there be that have done this and that, And more by much more than the most of them.