The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, 7. kötetR. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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10. oldal
... hath fworn , that he will ftill live chafte ? Rom . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste ; For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all pofterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To merit ...
... hath fworn , that he will ftill live chafte ? Rom . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste ; For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all pofterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To merit ...
21. oldal
... of untimely death : But he that hath the steerage of my course , Direct my fail ! -on , lufty gentlemen . Ben . Strike , drum . [ Exeunt . SCENE T SCENE V. A hall in CAPULET's house . Enter Servants Aa 1 . ROMEO AND JULIET . 21.
... of untimely death : But he that hath the steerage of my course , Direct my fail ! -on , lufty gentlemen . Ben . Strike , drum . [ Exeunt . SCENE T SCENE V. A hall in CAPULET's house . Enter Servants Aa 1 . ROMEO AND JULIET . 21.
22. oldal
... hath corns ; Am I come near you now ? You are welcome , gentlemen ! I have seen the day , That I have worn a vifor ; and could tell A whifpering tale in a fair lady's ear , gone : Such as would pleafe ; - ' tis gone , ' tis gone , ' tis ...
... hath corns ; Am I come near you now ? You are welcome , gentlemen ! I have seen the day , That I have worn a vifor ; and could tell A whifpering tale in a fair lady's ear , gone : Such as would pleafe ; - ' tis gone , ' tis gone , ' tis ...
27. oldal
... . [ Exit . Enter BENVOLIO , with MERCUTIO . Ben . Romeo ! my coufin Romeo ! Mer . He is wife ; And , on my life , hath stol'n him home to bed . C 2 Ben Ben . He ran this way , and leap'd this Aa II . 27 ROMEO AND JULIET.
... . [ Exit . Enter BENVOLIO , with MERCUTIO . Ben . Romeo ! my coufin Romeo ! Mer . He is wife ; And , on my life , hath stol'n him home to bed . C 2 Ben Ben . He ran this way , and leap'd this Aa II . 27 ROMEO AND JULIET.
36. oldal
... hath refidence , and med'cine power : For this , being fmelt , with that part cheers each part ; Being tafted , flays all fenfes with the heart . Two fuch oppofed foes encamp them still In man as well as herbs , grace and rude will And ...
... hath refidence , and med'cine power : For this , being fmelt , with that part cheers each part ; Being tafted , flays all fenfes with the heart . Two fuch oppofed foes encamp them still In man as well as herbs , grace and rude will And ...
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againſt anfwer Anne art thou Bard Bardolph BENVOLIO better Caius CAPULET coufin dead death defire doft Doll doth Enter Exeunt Exit fack faid FALSTAFF father fent feven fhall fhew fhould fince fir John flain fleep fome Ford foul fpeak fpirit Friar LAWRENCE ftand fuch fure fwear fweet fword gentleman give Harry hath hear heart heaven Henry Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft honeft honour horfe horſe houfe houſe humour huſband Juft Juliet king knave lady lord mafter Brook marry Mercutio miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night Northumberland Nurfe peace Percy Pift pleaſe Poins pray prince prince of Wales Quic rafcal reafon Romeo SCENE Shal ſhall Shallow ſhe Slen ſpeak ſtand ſtay tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thou art Tybalt Weft whofe wife yourſelf
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50. oldal - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
89. oldal - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
105. oldal - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
67. oldal - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
89. oldal - Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
31. oldal - The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
21. oldal - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
14. oldal - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
89. oldal - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
83. oldal - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...