Twelfth night. Winter's tale |
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19. oldal
Clo . Good Madonna , why inourn'st thou ? 360 Oli , Good fool , for my brother's
death . Clo . I think , his soul is in hell , Madonna , Oli . I know his soul is in
heaven , fool . Clo . The more fool you , Madonna , to mourn for your brother's
soul being ...
Clo . Good Madonna , why inourn'st thou ? 360 Oli , Good fool , for my brother's
death . Clo . I think , his soul is in hell , Madonna , Oli . I know his soul is in
heaven , fool . Clo . The more fool you , Madonna , to mourn for your brother's
soul being ...
44. oldal
Though death is a part in which every one acts his share , yet of all these actors
no one is so true as I. JOHNSON . 3:56 . Sad true love never find my grave , ] The
old copy has lover . I would therefore readSád - true - lover ne'er find my grave .
Though death is a part in which every one acts his share , yet of all these actors
no one is so true as I. JOHNSON . 3:56 . Sad true love never find my grave , ] The
old copy has lover . I would therefore readSád - true - lover ne'er find my grave .
60. oldal
Which may , Hermione hath suffer'd death ; and that Apollo would , this being
indeed the issue Of king Polixenes , it should here be laid , Either for life or death
, upon the earth Of its right father . Blossom , speed thee well ! [ Laying down the
...
Which may , Hermione hath suffer'd death ; and that Apollo would , this being
indeed the issue Of king Polixenes , it should here be laid , Either for life or death
, upon the earth Of its right father . Blossom , speed thee well ! [ Laying down the
...
69. oldal
I'the name of meAut , Oh , help me , help me ! pluck but off these rags ; and then ,
death , death ! . Clo . Alack , poor soul , thou hast need of more rags to lay on
thee , rather than have these off . Aut . Oh , sir , the loathsomeness of them
offends ...
I'the name of meAut , Oh , help me , help me ! pluck but off these rags ; and then ,
death , death ! . Clo . Alack , poor soul , thou hast need of more rags to lay on
thee , rather than have these off . Aut . Oh , sir , the loathsomeness of them
offends ...
11. oldal
Again , in King Henry V. -and so clap hands , and a bargain . " STEEVENS . 188.
The mort o'the deer ;- ] A lesson upon the horn at the death of the deer .
THEOBALD . So , in Greene's Card of Fancy , 1608 : “ -He that bloweth the mort
before ...
Again , in King Henry V. -and so clap hands , and a bargain . " STEEVENS . 188.
The mort o'the deer ;- ] A lesson upon the horn at the death of the deer .
THEOBALD . So , in Greene's Card of Fancy , 1608 : “ -He that bloweth the mort
before ...
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ancient answer appears bear believe better bring brother called Camillo character Clown comes daughter dear death Duke Enter Exit expression eyes fair father fear fool former give grace hand hast hath hear heart Hermione hold honour I'll JOHNSON kind king knight lady leave live look lord lost madam MALONE Malvolio master means merry mind nature never observes old copy once passage Paul perhaps play poor pray present prince printed queen reason SCENE seems sense Shakspere Shep shew Sir Andrew Sir Toby song speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sweet tell thee there's thing thou thou art thought true turn WARBURTON wife woman
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75. oldal - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
43. oldal - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
77. oldal - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
75. oldal - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
5. oldal - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
102. oldal - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
25. oldal - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
33. oldal - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.