The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell...Porteous, 1865 |
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16. oldal
... poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into sedges.But , that my Lady Beatrice should know me , and not know me ! The prince's fool ! -Ha , it may be I go under that title because I am merry . - Yea , but so I am apt to do myself wrong : I ...
... poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into sedges.But , that my Lady Beatrice should know me , and not know me ! The prince's fool ! -Ha , it may be I go under that title because I am merry . - Yea , but so I am apt to do myself wrong : I ...
18. oldal
... poor fool , it keeps on the windy side of care . - My cousin tells him in his ear that he is in her heart . Claud . And so she doth , cousin . Beat . Good lord , for alliance ! -Thus goes every one to the world but I , and I am sun ...
... poor fool , it keeps on the windy side of care . - My cousin tells him in his ear that he is in her heart . Claud . And so she doth , cousin . Beat . Good lord , for alliance ! -Thus goes every one to the world but I , and I am sun ...
25. oldal
... poor lady worse . D. Pedro An he should , it were an alms to hang him . She's an excellent sweet lady ; and , out of all suspicion , she is virtuous . Claud . And she is exceeding wise . D. Pedro . In everything but in loving Benedick ...
... poor lady worse . D. Pedro An he should , it were an alms to hang him . She's an excellent sweet lady ; and , out of all suspicion , she is virtuous . Claud . And she is exceeding wise . D. Pedro . In everything but in loving Benedick ...
35. oldal
... poor ones , poor ones may make what price they will . Con . I wonder at it . Bora . That shows thou art unconfirmed . Thou knowest that the fashion of a doublet , or a hat , or a cloak is nothing to a man . Con . Yes , it is apparel ...
... poor ones , poor ones may make what price they will . Con . I wonder at it . Bora . That shows thou art unconfirmed . Thou knowest that the fashion of a doublet , or a hat , or a cloak is nothing to a man . Con . Yes , it is apparel ...
39. oldal
... poor duke's officers ; but , truly , for mine own part , if I were as tedious as a king , I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship . Leon . All thy tediousness on me ! ha ! Dogb . Yea , and ' twere a thousand times more ...
... poor duke's officers ; but , truly , for mine own part , if I were as tedious as a king , I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship . Leon . All thy tediousness on me ! ha ! Dogb . Yea , and ' twere a thousand times more ...
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267. 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.
245. oldal - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
278. oldal - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad 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...
94. oldal - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...