The Works of Shakespear: King Lear. Timon of Athens. Titus Andronicus. MacbethRobert Martin, 1768 |
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7. oldal
... eye - fight , fpace and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued , rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour : As much as child e'er lov'd , or father found . A love that makes breath poor , and speech unable ...
... eye - fight , fpace and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued , rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour : As much as child e'er lov'd , or father found . A love that makes breath poor , and speech unable ...
10. oldal
... eye . Kent . Now by Apollo , King , Thou fwear'ft thy gods in vain . Lear . O vaffal ! mifcreant ! [ Laying his hand on his fword . Alb . Corn . Dear Sir , forbear . Kent . Kill thy phyfician , and thy fee bestow Upon the foul disease ...
... eye . Kent . Now by Apollo , King , Thou fwear'ft thy gods in vain . Lear . O vaffal ! mifcreant ! [ Laying his hand on his fword . Alb . Corn . Dear Sir , forbear . Kent . Kill thy phyfician , and thy fee bestow Upon the foul disease ...
12. oldal
... eye , and fuch a tongue , That I am glad I've not ; though , not to have it , Hath loft me in your liking . Lear . Better thou Hadft not been born , than not have pleas'd me better . France . Is it but this ? a tardinefs in nature ...
... eye , and fuch a tongue , That I am glad I've not ; though , not to have it , Hath loft me in your liking . Lear . Better thou Hadft not been born , than not have pleas'd me better . France . Is it but this ? a tardinefs in nature ...
13. oldal
... noble Burgundy . France . B [ Flourish . Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . SCENE ID farewel to your IV . fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wafh'd eyes Cordelia Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , King LEAR . 13.
... noble Burgundy . France . B [ Flourish . Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . SCENE ID farewel to your IV . fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wafh'd eyes Cordelia Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , King LEAR . 13.
28. oldal
... eyes ? Either his notion weakens , his difcernings Are lethargied - Ha ! waking- ' tis not fo ; Who is it that can tell me who I am ? Lear's fhadow ? I would learn ; for by the marks Of fovereignty of knowledge , and of reafon , I ...
... eyes ? Either his notion weakens , his difcernings Are lethargied - Ha ! waking- ' tis not fo ; Who is it that can tell me who I am ? Lear's fhadow ? I would learn ; for by the marks Of fovereignty of knowledge , and of reafon , I ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
againſt Alcibiades Andronicus anſwer Apem Apemantus art thou Athens Baffianus Banquo blood Cordelia Corn daughter doft thou doth Edmund Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe father fear fhall fhalt fhew fhould fifter flain Flav Fleance fleep fome fons Fool forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword Gent Glo'fter Gods Goths hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honeft honour houſe i'th itſelf juftice Kent King Lady Lavinia Lear lord Lucius Lucullus Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Madam mafter Marcus moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night noble o'th pleaſe pleaſure poor pray prefent reafon Roffe Rome Saturninus ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak Stew Tamora Thane thee thefe There's theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Timon Titus Titus Andronicus uſe villain whofe Whoſe Witch
Népszerű szakaszok
300. oldal - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
280. oldal - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
311. oldal - Come, seeling* night. Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
96. oldal - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
89. oldal - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
294. oldal - He is about it: The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die.
8. oldal - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.
63. oldal - 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.
101. 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...
53. oldal - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.