Discoveries in Hieroglyphics and Other Antiquities, 2. kötet1813 |
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6 - 10 találat összesen 34 találatból.
51. oldal
... doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine , And a most instant tetter barked about , Most lazar - like , with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body- Thus was I , sleeping ...
... doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine , And a most instant tetter barked about , Most lazar - like , with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body- Thus was I , sleeping ...
70. oldal
... doth move ; " Doubt truth to be a liar , " But never doubt I love . " Oh , dear Ophelia , I am ill at these numbers ; I " have not art to reckon my groans ; but that I " love thee best , oh most best , believe it . Adieu . " Thine ...
... doth move ; " Doubt truth to be a liar , " But never doubt I love . " Oh , dear Ophelia , I am ill at these numbers ; I " have not art to reckon my groans ; but that I " love thee best , oh most best , believe it . Adieu . " Thine ...
84. oldal
... doth much con- Good gentlemen , give him a further edge , To hear him so inclined . [ tent me And drive his purpose into these delights . Ros . We shall , my Lord . [ Exeunt . King . Sweet Gertrude , leave us too ; For we have closely ...
... doth much con- Good gentlemen , give him a further edge , To hear him so inclined . [ tent me And drive his purpose into these delights . Ros . We shall , my Lord . [ Exeunt . King . Sweet Gertrude , leave us too ; For we have closely ...
85. oldal
... doth give my con- science ! [ Aside . The harlot's cheek , beautied with plaistring art , Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it , Than is my deed to my most painted word . Oh heavy burden ! Pol . I hear him coming ; let's withdraw ...
... doth give my con- science ! [ Aside . The harlot's cheek , beautied with plaistring art , Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it , Than is my deed to my most painted word . Oh heavy burden ! Pol . I hear him coming ; let's withdraw ...
104. oldal
... doth hourly grow Out of his Lunes . Guild . We will provide ourselves : Most holy and religious fear it is , To keep those many , many bodies safe , That live and feed upon your Majesty . Ros . The single and peculiar life is bound ...
... doth hourly grow Out of his Lunes . Guild . We will provide ourselves : Most holy and religious fear it is , To keep those many , many bodies safe , That live and feed upon your Majesty . Ros . The single and peculiar life is bound ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Alack alludes art thou brother Burgundy Clown Cordelia Corn daughter dead dear death dost thou doth drawn in Fig Duke Edgar Edmund Enter HAMLET Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes face farewel father figure follow Fool Fortinbras foul France Gent gentleman Ghost give Glo'ster Goneril grace Guil Guildenstern hand hath head hear heart Heaven hither honour Horatio Hudibras is't Jephtha Kent King Claudius King Lear knave Lady Laer Laertes Lear letter librations light look Madam Magnano Majesty matter moon mother nature night noble Norway nuncle o'er Ophelia OSRICK play Polonius poor pr'ythee pray prototype Queen Regan Rosencrantz ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN SCENE shadows shew sister soul speak Stew sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast villain
Népszerű szakaszok
79. oldal - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
93. oldal - And let those that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villainous; and . shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
94. oldal - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
30. oldal - Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
261. oldal - O, reason not the need: our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
70. oldal - Madam, I swear I use no art at all. That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity; And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure; But farewell it, for I will use no art. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect; Or rather say, the cause of this defect, For this effect defective comes by cause: Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
88. oldal - I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in. imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
156. oldal - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
226. oldal - Hear, nature, hear ; dear goddess, hear ! — Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
15. oldal - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...