The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, 9. kötetLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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35. oldal
... o ' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart , what it doth know That's like my brother's fault : If it confess A natural guiltiness , such as is his , Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my ...
... o ' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart , what it doth know That's like my brother's fault : If it confess A natural guiltiness , such as is his , Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my ...
78. oldal
... O , the better , sir ; for he that drinks all night , and is hang'd betimes in the morning , may sleep the sounder all the next day . Enter Duke . Abhor . Look you , sir , here comes your ghostly father ; Do we jest now , think you ...
... O , the better , sir ; for he that drinks all night , and is hang'd betimes in the morning , may sleep the sounder all the next day . Enter Duke . Abhor . Look you , sir , here comes your ghostly father ; Do we jest now , think you ...
115. oldal
... o'the clock behind What lady she her lord . - You'll stay ? Pol . No , madam . Her . Nay , but you will ? Pol . I may not , verily . Her . Verily ! You put me off with limber vows : But I , Though you would seek to unsphere the stars ...
... o'the clock behind What lady she her lord . - You'll stay ? Pol . No , madam . Her . Nay , but you will ? Pol . I may not , verily . Her . Verily ! You put me off with limber vows : But I , Though you would seek to unsphere the stars ...
118. oldal
... o'the deer ; O , that is entertainment My bosom likes not , nor my brows . - Mamillius , Art thou my boy ? Mam . Ay , my good lord . Leon . I'fecks ? Why , that's my bawcock . What , hast smutch'd thy They say , nose ? - it's a copy out ...
... o'the deer ; O , that is entertainment My bosom likes not , nor my brows . - Mamillius , Art thou my boy ? Mam . Ay , my good lord . Leon . I'fecks ? Why , that's my bawcock . What , hast smutch'd thy They say , nose ? - it's a copy out ...
125. oldal
... o'the prince my son , Who , I do think is mine , and love as mine ; Without ripe moving to't ? Would I do this ? Could man so blench ? Cam . I must believe you , sir ; I do ; and will fetch off Bohemia for't : Provided , that , when ...
... o'the prince my son , Who , I do think is mine , and love as mine ; Without ripe moving to't ? Would I do this ? Could man so blench ? Cam . I must believe you , sir ; I do ; and will fetch off Bohemia for't : Provided , that , when ...
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ABHORSON Alack ANTIGONUS art thou AUTOLYCUS Barnardine Bawd beseech better Bohemia brother Burgundy Camillo Claud Claudio CLEOMENES Cordelia Corn daugh daughter dear death do't dost thou doth Duke duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fellow Fool friar Froth Gent gentleman give GLOSTER GONERIL grace hath hear heart heaven Hermione hither honest honour i'the Isab Isabel ISABELLA justice Kent king knave lady Lear Leon LEONTES look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid master mistress never night noble nuncle o'the offence pardon Paul Paulina poison'd Polixenes Pompey poor pr'ythee pray prince prison Prov Provost queen Re-enter Regan SCENE servant Shep Sicilia sirrah sister speak stand Stew tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast to-morrow villain What's wife
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344. oldal - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
51. oldal - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
299. oldal - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings! come, unbutton here.
297. oldal - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
338. oldal - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful...
21. oldal - We must not make a scare-crow of the law. Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
326. oldal - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
66. oldal - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
291. oldal - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
162. oldal - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.