The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, 5. kötetR. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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40. oldal
... thou consider " The sand - blind errors even of justest men . " So , also in Latimer's 1st Sermon on the Lord's Prayer : " The Saintis be purre - blinde and sand - blinde . " MALONE . I - - try conclusions- ] To try conclusions is to ...
... thou consider " The sand - blind errors even of justest men . " So , also in Latimer's 1st Sermon on the Lord's Prayer : " The Saintis be purre - blinde and sand - blinde . " MALONE . I - - try conclusions- ] To try conclusions is to ...
42. oldal
... thou be Launcelot , thou art mine own flesh and blood . Lord worshipp'd might he be ! 5 your child that shall be . ] Launcelot probably here indulges himself in talking nonsense . 66 So , afterwards : - " you may tell every finger I ...
... thou be Launcelot , thou art mine own flesh and blood . Lord worshipp'd might he be ! 5 your child that shall be . ] Launcelot probably here indulges himself in talking nonsense . 66 So , afterwards : - " you may tell every finger I ...
43. oldal
William Shakespeare James Boswell. what a beard hast thou got ! thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my phill - horse has on his tail . LAUN . It should seem then that Dobbin's tail grows backward ; I am sure he had more ...
William Shakespeare James Boswell. what a beard hast thou got ! thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my phill - horse has on his tail . LAUN . It should seem then that Dobbin's tail grows backward ; I am sure he had more ...
44. oldal
... thou aught with me ? GOB . Here's my son , sir , a poor boy , - LAUN . Not a poor boy , sir , but the rich Jew's man ; that would , sir , as my father shall specify , - GOB . He hath a great infection , sir , as one would say , to serve ...
... thou aught with me ? GOB . Here's my son , sir , a poor boy , - LAUN . Not a poor boy , sir , but the rich Jew's man ; that would , sir , as my father shall specify , - GOB . He hath a great infection , sir , as one would say , to serve ...
49. oldal
... thou wilt leave my father so ; Our house is hell , and thou , a merry devil , Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness : But fare thee well ; there is a ducat for thee . And , Launcelot , soon at supper shalt thou see Lorenzo , who is ...
... thou wilt leave my father so ; Our house is hell , and thou , a merry devil , Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness : But fare thee well ; there is a ducat for thee . And , Launcelot , soon at supper shalt thou see Lorenzo , who is ...
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Æneid ancient Ansaldo Antonio Baptista BASS Bassanio Ben Jonson Bianca BION Biondello BOSWELL called comedy daughter Demetrius doth ducats Duke editions editors emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father Feran Ferando flesh fool gentleman Giannetto give gleek Gratiano Gremio hast hath hear Hermia honour Hortensio JOHNSON Kate KATH KATHARINA King Henry lady LAUN Launcelot lion lord Lorenzo Lucentio Lysander MALONE marry master means mistress moon musick never night Oberon old copies Othello Padua passage Petruchio Philostrate play poet Portia pray PUCK Pyramus quarto Queen QUIN RITSON SCENE second folio Servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shrew Shylock signior speak STEEVENS suppose swear sweet tell thee Theobald Theseus thing Thisbe thou Titania Tranio translation TYRWHITT unto Venice Vincentio WARBURTON wife word
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236. oldal - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
75. oldal - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
18. oldal - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes
184. oldal - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
25. oldal - How like a fawning publican he looks ! 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.
223. oldal - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
141. oldal - By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature.
205. oldal - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
75. oldal - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason * ? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions...
520. oldal - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband: And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.