The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, 1. kötetJ. Johnson, 1803 |
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22. oldal
... follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade ...
... follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade ...
25. oldal
... Follow me.- - [ To FERD . Pro . Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor . - Come . I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : Sea - water shalt thou drink , thy food shall be The fresh - brook muscles , wither'd roots , and husks ...
... Follow me.- - [ To FERD . Pro . Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor . - Come . I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : Sea - water shalt thou drink , thy food shall be The fresh - brook muscles , wither'd roots , and husks ...
26. oldal
... Follow me.- It works : -Come on.- [ To FERD . and MIR . [ To ARIEL . Be of comfort ; Hark , what thou else shalt do me . Mira . My father's of a better nature , sir , Than he appears by speech ; this is unwonted , Which now came from ...
... Follow me.- It works : -Come on.- [ To FERD . and MIR . [ To ARIEL . Be of comfort ; Hark , what thou else shalt do me . Mira . My father's of a better nature , sir , Than he appears by speech ; this is unwonted , Which now came from ...
45. oldal
... follow thee , Thou wond'rous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ; to make a wonder of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig - nuts ; Shew thee a jay's ...
... follow thee , Thou wond'rous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ; to make a wonder of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my long nails will dig thee pig - nuts ; Shew thee a jay's ...
55. oldal
... follow it , and after , do our work . Ste . Lead , monster ; we'll follow . - I would , I could see this taborer : he lays it on . Trin . Wilt come ? I'll follow , Stephano . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Another part of the Island . Enter ...
... follow it , and after , do our work . Ste . Lead , monster ; we'll follow . - I would , I could see this taborer : he lays it on . Trin . Wilt come ? I'll follow , Stephano . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Another part of the Island . Enter ...
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Antonio ARIEL Caius Caliban command daughter devil doth Duke duke of Milan Exeunt Exit eyes fairies Falstaff father fool gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter honour Host HUGH EVANS humour Illyria Julia king knave knight lady Laun letter look lord madam Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor master Slender Milan mind Mira mistress Anne mistress Ford monster musick never Olivia oman peace Pist play pr'ythee pray Prospero Quick Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakspeare Shal Shallow Silvia Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir HUGH sir John Sir John Falstaff sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH Slen speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine wife Windsor woman word write
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xii. oldal - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions...
xvi. oldal - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
75. oldal - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
xci. oldal - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
32. oldal - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
xii. oldal - His wit was in his own power ; would the rule of it had been so too ! Many times he fell into those things could not escape laughter, as when he said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him,
146. oldal - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.
xvii. oldal - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
xci. oldal - I cannot say he is everywhere alike; were he so, I should do him injury to compare him with the greatest of mankind. He is many times flat, insipid ; his comic wit degenerating into clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great when some great occasion is presented to him; no man can say he ever had a fit subject for his wit, and did not then raise himself as high above the rest of poets " Quantum lenta solent inter viburna cupressi.* The consideration of this made Mr.
308. 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.