The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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152. oldal
O excellent young man ! Por . For the intent and purpose of the law Hath full
relation to the penalty , Which here appeareth due upon the bond . Shy . ' Tis very
true . O wife and upright judge , How much more elder art thou than thy looks !
Por .
O excellent young man ! Por . For the intent and purpose of the law Hath full
relation to the penalty , Which here appeareth due upon the bond . Shy . ' Tis very
true . O wife and upright judge , How much more elder art thou than thy looks !
Por .
322. oldal
Go to ; will you , Orlando , have to wife this Rosalind ? Orla . I will . Rof . Ay , but
when ? Orla . Why now , as fast as she can marry us . Rof . Then you must say , I
take thee Rosalind for wife . Orla . Orla . I take thee Rosalind for wife . Rof 322 AS
...
Go to ; will you , Orlando , have to wife this Rosalind ? Orla . I will . Rof . Ay , but
when ? Orla . Why now , as fast as she can marry us . Rof . Then you must say , I
take thee Rosalind for wife . Orla . Orla . I take thee Rosalind for wife . Rof 322 AS
...
323. oldal
I take thee Rosalind for wife . ... Say a day , without the ever : no , no , Orlando ,
men are April when they woo , December when they wed : maids are May when
they are maids , but the sky changes when they are wives ; I will be more jealous
...
I take thee Rosalind for wife . ... Say a day , without the ever : no , no , Orlando ,
men are April when they woo , December when they wed : maids are May when
they are maids , but the sky changes when they are wives ; I will be more jealous
...
356. oldal
Where's my wife ? Lady . Here , noble Lord , what is thy will with her ? Sly . Are
you my wife , and will not call me hufband ? My men should call me lord , I am
your good Lady . My husband and my lord , my Lord and hos band ; I am your
wife in ...
Where's my wife ? Lady . Here , noble Lord , what is thy will with her ? Sly . Are
you my wife , and will not call me hufband ? My men should call me lord , I am
your good Lady . My husband and my lord , my Lord and hos band ; I am your
wife in ...
427. oldal
Ay , and a kind one too : Pray God , Sir , your wife send you not a worfe . Pet . I
hope better . Hor . Sirrah , Biondello , go and intreat my wife to come to me
forthwith . [ Exit Biondello , Pet . On , ho ! intreat her ! nay , then she needs mult
Hor .
Ay , and a kind one too : Pray God , Sir , your wife send you not a worfe . Pet . I
hope better . Hor . Sirrah , Biondello , go and intreat my wife to come to me
forthwith . [ Exit Biondello , Pet . On , ho ! intreat her ! nay , then she needs mult
Hor .
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97. oldal - 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.
427. oldal - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
91. oldal - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
186. oldal - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
97. oldal - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
99. oldal - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
222. oldal - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
290. oldal - Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...
149. oldal - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
159. oldal - For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood : If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze By the sweet power of music...
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical: 9. rész,2. kötet/The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical, William Shakespeare |
| Szerző | William Shakespeare |
| Közreműködők | Henry Lintot, Charles Hitch, Jacob Tonson, Richard Tonson, Charles Corbet, Bethel Wellington, Richard Wellington, John Brindley, E. New |
| Kiadó | H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
| Eredeti forrása | Oxfordi Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2007. szept. 12. |
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