The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, 9. kötet

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R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821

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265. oldal - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs...
39. oldal - Men give like gods ; but when they weep and kneel, All their petitions are as freely theirs As they themselves would owe them.
260. oldal - And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine.
64. oldal - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing but thunder. Merciful heaven...
378. oldal - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
104. oldal - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
202. oldal - I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband.
61. oldal - Alas, alas ! Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took Found out the remedy.
352. oldal - Think, my lord! By heaven he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown...
433. oldal - Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction ; had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head, Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience...

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