Twelfth night. Winter's tale |
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31. oldal
I am the man ; -If it be so ( as ' tis ) , Poor lady , she were better love a dream .
Disguise , I see thou art a wickedness , Wherein the pregnant enemy does much .
How easy is it , for the proper false In women's waxen hearts to set their forms !
I am the man ; -If it be so ( as ' tis ) , Poor lady , she were better love a dream .
Disguise , I see thou art a wickedness , Wherein the pregnant enemy does much .
How easy is it , for the proper false In women's waxen hearts to set their forms !
56. oldal
To one of your receiving Enough is shewn ; a cyprus , not a bosom , Hides my
poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you . Oli . That's a degree to
love . 130 Vio . No , not a grice ; for ' tis a vulgar proof , That very oft we pity
enemies .
To one of your receiving Enough is shewn ; a cyprus , not a bosom , Hides my
poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you . Oli . That's a degree to
love . 130 Vio . No , not a grice ; for ' tis a vulgar proof , That very oft we pity
enemies .
46. oldal
Come on , poor babe : Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens To be
thy nurses ! Wolves and bears , they say , Casting their savageness aside , have
done Like offices of pity .-- Sir , be prosperous In more than this deed does
require ...
Come on , poor babe : Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens To be
thy nurses ! Wolves and bears , they say , Casting their savageness aside , have
done Like offices of pity .-- Sir , be prosperous In more than this deed does
require ...
59. oldal
Ant . Come , poor babe ; I have heard , But not believ'd , the spirits of the dead
May walk again : if such thing be , thy mother Appear'd to me last night ; for ne'er
was dream So like a waking . To me comes a creature , Sometimes her head on ...
Ant . Come , poor babe ; I have heard , But not believ'd , the spirits of the dead
May walk again : if such thing be , thy mother Appear'd to me last night ; for ne'er
was dream So like a waking . To me comes a creature , Sometimes her head on ...
69. oldal
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 me , more than the
stripes I have receiv'd ; which are mighty ones , and millions . Clo . Alas , poor
man ...
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 me , more than the
stripes I have receiv'd ; which are mighty ones , and millions . Clo . Alas , poor
man ...
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Népszerű szakaszok
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.
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | Twelfth night. Winter's tale 9. kötet/The Dramatick Writings of Will. Shakspere: With the Notes of All the Various Commentators; Printed Complete from the Best Editions of Sam. Johnson and Geo. Steevens, William Shakespeare |
| Szerző | William Shakespeare |
| Kiadó | Printed for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
| Eredeti forrása | a Michigani Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2007. máj. 18. |
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