The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, 18. kötetGerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1812 |
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50. oldal
... common body By you reliev'd , would force me to my duty : But if to that my nature need a spur , The gods revenge it upon me and mine , To the end of generation ! Per . I believe you ; Your honour and your goodness teach me credit ...
... common body By you reliev'd , would force me to my duty : But if to that my nature need a spur , The gods revenge it upon me and mine , To the end of generation ! Per . I believe you ; Your honour and your goodness teach me credit ...
70. oldal
... common hangman shall execute it . your way . We'll have no more gentlemen driven away . Come your ways , I say . Re - enter Bawd . Bawd . How now ! what's the matter ? Boult . Worse and worse , Mistress ; she has here spoken holy words ...
... common hangman shall execute it . your way . We'll have no more gentlemen driven away . Come your ways , I say . Re - enter Bawd . Bawd . How now ! what's the matter ? Boult . Worse and worse , Mistress ; she has here spoken holy words ...
72. oldal
... common sewers , of filth ; Serve by indenture to the common hangman ; Any of these ways are better yet than this : For that which thou professest , a baboon , Could he but speak , would own a name too dear . O that the gods would safely ...
... common sewers , of filth ; Serve by indenture to the common hangman ; Any of these ways are better yet than this : For that which thou professest , a baboon , Could he but speak , would own a name too dear . O that the gods would safely ...
97. oldal
... common judgment - place . Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . [ Exeunt Prince , and Attendants , Capulet , Lady CAPULET , TYBALT , Citizens , and THEA Servants . Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach ? Speak , nephew ...
... common judgment - place . Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . [ Exeunt Prince , and Attendants , Capulet , Lady CAPULET , TYBALT , Citizens , and THEA Servants . Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach ? Speak , nephew ...
109. oldal
... common bound . Rom . I am too sore empierced with his shaft , To soar with his light feathers ; and so bound , I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe : Under love's heavy burden do I sink . Mer . And , to sink in it , should you burden ...
... common bound . Rom . I am too sore empierced with his shaft , To soar with his light feathers ; and so bound , I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe : Under love's heavy burden do I sink . Mer . And , to sink in it , should you burden ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
ancient Antiochus appears art thou Bawd beauty Benvolio Boult called Cerimon Cleon daugh daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth earth edition emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish folio friar Friar LAURENCE Gentlemen Gesta Romanorum give gleek gods Gower grave grief hath heart heaven Helicanus honour JOHNSON Juliet King Lady CAPULET letter live look Lord Lychorida Lysimachus Madam MALONE Mantua Marina married MASON means Mercutio mistress Mitylene Montague musick ne'er never night Nurse old copies read Paris passage Pentapolis Pericles play poet pray Prince of Tyre quarto Romeo Romeo and Juliet SCENE sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Simonides sleep speak STEEVENS suppose sweet tapolis tell Thaisa Tharsus thee thou art thou hast thou wilt thought true Tybalt unto Verona weep wife word
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111. oldal - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep ; Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
121. oldal - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
111. oldal - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
122. oldal - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
129. oldal - Poison hath residence, and med'cine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed foes encamp them still In man as well as herbs, grace, and rude will; And, where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.
129. oldal - O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities: For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
91. oldal - Two households, both alike in dignity In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents
129. oldal - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give ; Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse : Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime 's by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence, and medicine power:.
111. oldal - Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear; at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
146. oldal - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...