The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, 11. kötetR. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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338. oldal
... Sir TOBY BELCH , uncle of Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . MALVOLIO , Steward to Olivia . FABIAN , } Clown , Servants to Olivia . OLIVIA , a rich Countess . VIOLA , in love with the Duke . MARIA , Olivia's Woman . Lords , Priests ...
... Sir TOBY BELCH , uncle of Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . MALVOLIO , Steward to Olivia . FABIAN , } Clown , Servants to Olivia . OLIVIA , a rich Countess . VIOLA , in love with the Duke . MARIA , Olivia's Woman . Lords , Priests ...
349. oldal
... TOBY BELCH , and MARIA . SIR TO . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure , care's an enemy to life . MAR . By my troth , sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights ; your cousin , my lady ...
... TOBY BELCH , and MARIA . SIR TO . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure , care's an enemy to life . MAR . By my troth , sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights ; your cousin , my lady ...
352. oldal
William Shakespeare James Boswell. Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE - cheek . SIR AND . Sir Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? SIR TO . Sweet sir Andrew ! SIR AND . Bless you , fair shrew . MAR . And you too , sir . SIR TO . Accost , sir ...
William Shakespeare James Boswell. Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE - cheek . SIR AND . Sir Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? SIR TO . Sweet sir Andrew ! SIR AND . Bless you , fair shrew . MAR . And you too , sir . SIR TO . Accost , sir ...
355. oldal
... SIR To . No question . SIR AND . An I thought that , I'd forswear it . I'll ride home to - morrow , sir Toby . SIR TO . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? SIR AND . What is pourquoy ? do or not do ? I would I had bestowed that time in the ...
... SIR To . No question . SIR AND . An I thought that , I'd forswear it . I'll ride home to - morrow , sir Toby . SIR TO . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? SIR AND . What is pourquoy ? do or not do ? I would I had bestowed that time in the ...
356. oldal
William Shakespeare James Boswell. SIR AND . I'll stay a month longer . I am a fel- low o ' the strangest mind i ' the world ; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether . SIR To . Art thou good at these kick - shaws , knight ?
William Shakespeare James Boswell. SIR AND . I'll stay a month longer . I am a fel- low o ' the strangest mind i ' the world ; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether . SIR To . Art thou good at these kick - shaws , knight ?
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All's ancient Antony and Cleopatra appears Banquo Ben Jonson better blood BOSWELL called Cawdor Clown Cymbeline death devil doth DUKE Duncan emendation Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes fear fool give hand hast hath haue heart Hecate Holinshed honour Illyria Iulina JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry IV Lady Macbeth lord MACB MACD Macduff madam Malcolm MALONE Malvolio MASON means metre murder nature night noble observed old copy reads Olivia passage perhaps play poet present Queen ROSSE scene Scotland second folio seems selfe sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Silla Siluio Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Toby sleep song speak speech spirit STEEVENS Steevens's suppose sweet thane thee Theobald thing thought three merry Viola WARBURTON weird sisters Winter's Tale WITCH woman word Масв
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106. oldal - Amen" the other: As they had seen me with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear, I could not say "Amen" When they did say "God bless us!
125. 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.
95. oldal - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee : I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
242. oldal - The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What! will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
242. oldal - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand ; What's done, cannot be undone : To bed, to bed, to bed.
153. oldal - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
59. oldal - Yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way; thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it; what thou wouldst highly That...
40. 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.
68. oldal - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
46. oldal - tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence Cousins, a word, . I pray you.