The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, 20. kötetGerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1813 |
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8. oldal
... Give me a taper ; - 1 call up all my people : This accident is not unlike my dream , Belief of it oppresses me already : Light , I say ! light ! [ Exit , from above . Lago . Farewell ; for I must leave you : It seems not meet , nor ...
... Give me a taper ; - 1 call up all my people : This accident is not unlike my dream , Belief of it oppresses me already : Light , I say ! light ! [ Exit , from above . Lago . Farewell ; for I must leave you : It seems not meet , nor ...
10. oldal
... give him cable . Oth . Let him do his spite : My services , which have done the Signiory , Shall out - tongue bis complaints . ' Tis yet to know , ( Which , when I know that boasting is an honour , I shall promulgate , ) I fetch my life ...
... give him cable . Oth . Let him do his spite : My services , which have done the Signiory , Shall out - tongue bis complaints . ' Tis yet to know , ( Which , when I know that boasting is an honour , I shall promulgate , ) I fetch my life ...
14. oldal
... gives them credit . 1. Sen. Indeed , they are disproportion'd ; My letters say , a hundred and seven gallies .. Duke . And mine , a hundred and forty . 2. Sen. And mine , two hundred : But though they jump not on a just account , ( As ...
... gives them credit . 1. Sen. Indeed , they are disproportion'd ; My letters say , a hundred and seven gallies .. Duke . And mine , a hundred and forty . 2. Sen. And mine , two hundred : But though they jump not on a just account , ( As ...
21. oldal
... give thee that with all my heart , Which , but thou hast already , with all my heart I would keep from thee . For your sake , jewel , I am glad at soul I have no other child ; For thy escape would teach me tyranny , - To hang clogs on ...
... give thee that with all my heart , Which , but thou hast already , with all my heart I would keep from thee . For your sake , jewel , I am glad at soul I have no other child ; For thy escape would teach me tyranny , - To hang clogs on ...
29. oldal
... Give him defence against the elements , For I have lost him on a dangerous sea ! Mon. Is he well shipp'd ? Cas . His bark is stoutly timber'd , and his pilot Of very expert and approv'd allowance ; Therefore my hopes , not surfeited to ...
... Give him defence against the elements , For I have lost him on a dangerous sea ! Mon. Is he well shipp'd ? Cas . His bark is stoutly timber'd , and his pilot Of very expert and approv'd allowance ; Therefore my hopes , not surfeited to ...
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alluded ancient Anthropophagi beseech Bian Bianca blood Brabantio called Cyprus daughter demona Desdemona devil dost thou doth Duke Emil EMILIA Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit expression exsufflicate fair false fear folio fortune foul Gentlemen give hand handkerchief Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY heraldry honest honour husband Iago Jago jealousy JOHNSON kill'd knave lady lago leets Lieutenant light look Lord MALONE Mariamne married MASON matter means Michael Cassio mistress Montano Moor nature never night noble old copies old quarto passage passion play poet poet's Pr'ythee pray quarto reads racter RITSON Roderigo scene seems sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's ship signifies Signior Sir Thomas Hanmer soul speak speech STEEVENS suppose sweet Tago thee thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought to-night true Turk Venetian Venice Verona villain virtue WARBURTON wife word Zounds
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53. oldal - If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article : my lord shall never rest ; I'll watch him tame '', and talk him out of patience ; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift ; I'll intermingle every thing he does With Cassio's suit : Therefore be merry, Cassio ; For thy solicitor shall rather die, Than give thy cause away.
62. oldal - If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.
17. oldal - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approv'd good masters,— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more.
117. oldal - tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
17. oldal - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
25. oldal - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners ; so that if we will plant nettles or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.
32. oldal - May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy...
231. oldal - O, heaven, that such companions thou'dst unfold; And put in every honest hand a whip, To lash the rascal naked through the world, Even from the east to the west ! Emil.
107. oldal - Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
20. oldal - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it ; yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man : she thank'd me; And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake"; She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.