The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, 9. kötet |
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9. oldal
... What are you ? 2 Me Fulvia thy wife is dead . Ant . Where died fhe ? 2 Meff . In Sicyon . Her length of fickness ... What's your pleasure , Sir ? Ant . I muft with hafte from hence . Eno . Why then we kill all our women ; we fee We ...
... What are you ? 2 Me Fulvia thy wife is dead . Ant . Where died fhe ? 2 Meff . In Sicyon . Her length of fickness ... What's your pleasure , Sir ? Ant . I muft with hafte from hence . Eno . Why then we kill all our women ; we fee We ...
12. oldal
... What's the matter ? Cleo . I know , by that fame eye , there's fome good news . What lays the marry'd woman ? —You may go ; ' Would he had never given you leave to come ! Let her not fay ' tis I that keep you here ; I have no pow'r upon ...
... What's the matter ? Cleo . I know , by that fame eye , there's fome good news . What lays the marry'd woman ? —You may go ; ' Would he had never given you leave to come ! Let her not fay ' tis I that keep you here ; I have no pow'r upon ...
18. oldal
... what by fea and land I can be able To front this prefent time . Caf . Till which encounter , It is my bufinefs 100 ... What's your Highnefs ' pleasure ? [ time Cleo . Not now to hear thee fing . I take no pleasure In aught an eunuch ...
... what by fea and land I can be able To front this prefent time . Caf . Till which encounter , It is my bufinefs 100 ... What's your Highnefs ' pleasure ? [ time Cleo . Not now to hear thee fing . I take no pleasure In aught an eunuch ...
24. oldal
... what was't to you ? Caf . No more than my refiding here at Rome Might be to you in Egypt ; yet , if you there Did practise on my ftate , your being in Ægypt Might be my queftion . Ant . How intend you , practis'd ? Caf . You may be ...
... what was't to you ? Caf . No more than my refiding here at Rome Might be to you in Egypt ; yet , if you there Did practise on my ftate , your being in Ægypt Might be my queftion . Ant . How intend you , practis'd ? Caf . You may be ...
27. oldal
... what I have fpoke ; For ' tis a ftudied , not a prefent thought , By duty ruminated . Ant . Will Cæfar speak ? Caf . Not ' till he hears how Antony is touch'd With what is fspoke already . Ant . What power is in Agrippa , If I would fay ...
... what I have fpoke ; For ' tis a ftudied , not a prefent thought , By duty ruminated . Ant . Will Cæfar speak ? Caf . Not ' till he hears how Antony is touch'd With what is fspoke already . Ant . What power is in Agrippa , If I would fay ...
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Achilles Ægypt Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer Antenor Antony Cæfar Calchas Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Creffida Cymbeline defire Deiphobus Diomede doth Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe feem feen fenfe fervice fhall fhew fhould fight flain fleep foldier fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fure fweet fword gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'n Hect Hector Helen himſelf honour Iach Imogen Johnſon King lady Lord Madam mafter Mark Antony Melf Menelaus moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft Neftor noble Octavia Pandarus Patr Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Poft Pofthumus Pompey pray prefent Priam purpoſe Queen SCENE ſhall ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe thoſe thou art Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyff What's whofe yourſelf
Népszerű szakaszok
278. oldal - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
29. oldal - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
237. oldal - Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
32. oldal - I'll none now: Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws, and as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say 'Ah, ha! you're caught.
255. oldal - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
237. oldal - Office, and custom, in all line of order; And therefore is the glorious planet Sol In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other, whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad.
179. oldal - In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
98. oldal - He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't ; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping...
104. oldal - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
87. oldal - O valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me A nobleness in record : But I will be A bridegroom in my death, and run into't As to a lover's bed.