The Plays of William Shakspeare: Comedy of errors ; Macbeth ; King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV, part 1Longman and Company, 1847 |
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48. oldal
... Exeunt ANT . S. and DRO . S. Cour . Now , out of doubt , Antipholus is mad , Else would he never so demean himself : A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats , And for the same he promis'd me a chain ; Both one , and the other , he ...
... Exeunt ANT . S. and DRO . S. Cour . Now , out of doubt , Antipholus is mad , Else would he never so demean himself : A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats , And for the same he promis'd me a chain ; Both one , and the other , he ...
53. oldal
... Exeunt PINCH and Assistants , with ANT . E. and DRO . E. Say now , whose suit is he arrested at ? Off . One Angelo , a goldsmith ; Do you know him ? Adr . I know the man : What is the sum he owes ? Off . Two hundred ducats . Adr . Say ...
... Exeunt PINCH and Assistants , with ANT . E. and DRO . E. Say now , whose suit is he arrested at ? Off . One Angelo , a goldsmith ; Do you know him ? Adr . I know the man : What is the sum he owes ? Off . Two hundred ducats . Adr . Say ...
54. oldal
... Exeunt Officer , ADR . and Luc . Ant . S. I see , these witches are afraid of swords . Dro . S. She , that would be your wife , now ran from you . Ant . S. Come to the Centaur ; fetch our stuff ' from thence : I long that we were safe ...
... Exeunt Officer , ADR . and Luc . Ant . S. I see , these witches are afraid of swords . Dro . S. She , that would be your wife , now ran from you . Ant . S. Come to the Centaur ; fetch our stuff ' from thence : I long that we were safe ...
56. oldal
... Exeunt ANT . S. and DRO . S. to the Priory . Enter the Abbess . Abb . Be quiet , people ; Wherefore throng you hither ? Adr . To fetch my poor distracted husband hence : Let us come in , that we may bind him fast , And bear him home for ...
... Exeunt ANT . S. and DRO . S. to the Priory . Enter the Abbess . Abb . Be quiet , people ; Wherefore throng you hither ? Adr . To fetch my poor distracted husband hence : Let us come in , that we may bind him fast , And bear him home for ...
68. oldal
... Exeunt Duke , Abbess , ÆGEON , Courtezan , Merchant , ANGELO , and Attendants . Dro . S. Master , shall I fetch your stuff from ship- board ? Ant . E. Dromio , what stuff of mine hast thou em- bark'd ? Dro . S. Your goods , that lay at ...
... Exeunt Duke , Abbess , ÆGEON , Courtezan , Merchant , ANGELO , and Attendants . Dro . S. Master , shall I fetch your stuff from ship- board ? Ant . E. Dromio , what stuff of mine hast thou em- bark'd ? Dro . S. Your goods , that lay at ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bast Bishop of CARLISLE blood Boling Bolingbroke breath castle cousin crown death devil doth Dromio Duch duke earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France friends Gaunt give Glend grace grief hand Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Henry honour horse Hubert John of Gaunt JOHNSON King John king Richard Lady land liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty MALONE means murder never night noble Northumberland peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince prince of Wales Queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shame sleep soul speak stand STEEVENS sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle villain wife Witch word York
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232. oldal - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief?
93. oldal - Stop up the access and passage to remorse; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it...
99. oldal - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast...
132. oldal - Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
485. oldal - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
98. oldal - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe.
140. oldal - Witch Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
133. oldal - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M.
127. oldal - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
87. oldal - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion, Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...