Merchant of VeniceBernhard Tauchnitz, 1843 - 77 oldal |
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373. oldal
... letters delivered : put the liveries to making , and desire Gratiano to come anon to my lodging . [ Exit a Servant . Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! Bass . Gramercy . Would'st thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my ...
... letters delivered : put the liveries to making , and desire Gratiano to come anon to my lodging . [ Exit a Servant . Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! Bass . Gramercy . Would'st thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my ...
376. oldal
... letter ; do it secretly , And so farewell : I would not have my father See me in talk with thee . pagan , ― - [ Exeunt . Laun . Adieu ! - tears exhibit my tongue . Most beautiful most sweet Jew ! If a Christian do not play the knave ...
... letter ; do it secretly , And so farewell : I would not have my father See me in talk with thee . pagan , ― - [ Exeunt . Laun . Adieu ! - tears exhibit my tongue . Most beautiful most sweet Jew ! If a Christian do not play the knave ...
377. oldal
... letter . Friend Launcelot , what's the news ? Laun . An it shall please you to break up this , it shall seem to signify . [ Giving a letter . Lor . I know the hand : in faith , ' t is a fair hand ; And whiter than the paper it writ on ...
... letter . Friend Launcelot , what's the news ? Laun . An it shall please you to break up this , it shall seem to signify . [ Giving a letter . Lor . I know the hand : in faith , ' t is a fair hand ; And whiter than the paper it writ on ...
399. oldal
... letter . Ere I ope his letter , I pray you , tell me how my good friend doth . Sale . Not sick , my lord , unless it be in mind ; Nor well , unless in mind : his letter there Will show you his estate . Gra . Nerissa , cheer yon stranger ...
... letter . Ere I ope his letter , I pray you , tell me how my good friend doth . Sale . Not sick , my lord , unless it be in mind ; Nor well , unless in mind : his letter there Will show you his estate . Gra . Nerissa , cheer yon stranger ...
400. oldal
... letter , lady ; The paper as the body of my friend , And every word in it a gaping wound , Issuing life - blood . - But is it true , Salerio ? Have all his ventures fail'd ? What , not one hit ? From Tripolis , from Mexico , and England ...
... letter , lady ; The paper as the body of my friend , And every word in it a gaping wound , Issuing life - blood . - But is it true , Salerio ? Have all his ventures fail'd ? What , not one hit ? From Tripolis , from Mexico , and England ...
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Apartment in PORTIA'S argosies art thou bag-pipe Bass Bellario Belmont blood bond casket choose chooseth Christian clerk court daughter dear deny deserves devil doctor dost doth Duke Enter BASSANIO Enter PORTIA Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady faith father fear fool forfeit forfeiture fortune Genoa gentle gentleman give gold hath hazard hear heart heaven honest honour husband Jailor Jew's Jew's house justice lady Laun Launcelot Gobbo leave letter look lord Bassanio lov'd madam marry masque merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy merry mistress never night oath Padua pardon PORTIA'S House pound of flesh pray thee Prince of Morocco Rialto Salan SALANIO Salar SALARINO Salerio SCENE Signior Antonio sola soul speak stand swear sweet tell thing thou shalt three thousand ducats to-night Tripolis true Tubal unto Venice wife
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367. oldal - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
358. oldal - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond ; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit , As who should say, / am sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips let no dog bark!
359. oldal - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
422. oldal - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
365. oldal - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
365. oldal - I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
422. oldal - In such a night, Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew : And with an unthrift love did run from Venice, As far as Belmont. Jes. And in such a night...
413. oldal - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and...
413. oldal - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of...
399. oldal - O sweet Portia. Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words, That ever blotted paper ! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman...