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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... keep her still , and men in awe , ) That whoso ask'd her for his wife , His riddle told not , lost his life : So for her many a wight did die , As yon grim looks do testify . What now ensues , to the judgment of your eye I give , my ...
... keep her still , and men in awe , ) That whoso ask'd her for his wife , His riddle told not , lost his life : So for her many a wight did die , As yon grim looks do testify . What now ensues , to the judgment of your eye I give , my ...
7. oldal
... , Few love to hear the sins they love to act ; " Twould ' braid yourself too near for me to tell it . Who has a book of all that monarchs do , He's more secure to keep it shut , than shown PRINCE OF TYRE . [He reads the Riddle.] ...
... , Few love to hear the sins they love to act ; " Twould ' braid yourself too near for me to tell it . Who has a book of all that monarchs do , He's more secure to keep it shut , than shown PRINCE OF TYRE . [He reads the Riddle.] ...
8. oldal
... keep it shut , than shown ; For vice repeated , is like the wand'ring wind , Blows dust in other's eyes , to spread itself ; And yet the end of all is bought thus dear , The breath is gone , and the sore eyes see clear To stop the air ...
... keep it shut , than shown ; For vice repeated , is like the wand'ring wind , Blows dust in other's eyes , to spread itself ; And yet the end of all is bought thus dear , The breath is gone , and the sore eyes see clear To stop the air ...
9. oldal
... keep them from the light , One sin , I know , another doth provoke ; Murder's as near to lust , as flame to smoke . Poison and treason are the hands of sin , Ay , and the targets , to put off the shame : Then , lest my life be cropp'd to ...
... keep them from the light , One sin , I know , another doth provoke ; Murder's as near to lust , as flame to smoke . Poison and treason are the hands of sin , Ay , and the targets , to put off the shame : Then , lest my life be cropp'd to ...
11. oldal
... before , that he would punish . 1. Lord . Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast ! 2. Lord . And keep your mind , till you return to us , Peaceful and comfortable ! Hel . Peace , peace , my Lords , and PRINCE OF TYR E.
... before , that he would punish . 1. Lord . Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast ! 2. Lord . And keep your mind , till you return to us , Peaceful and comfortable ! Hel . Peace , peace , my Lords , and PRINCE OF TYR E.
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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...