The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Volumul 7Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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Pagina 15
... Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart ; Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm ...
... Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart ; Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm ...
Pagina 24
... Glo . Margaret . Q. Mar. Glo . Q. Mar. Richard ! Ha ? I call thee not . Glo . I cry thee mercy then ; for I did think , That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names . Q. Mar. Why , so I did ; but look'd 24 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... Glo . Margaret . Q. Mar. Glo . Q. Mar. Richard ! Ha ? I call thee not . Glo . I cry thee mercy then ; for I did think , That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names . Q. Mar. Why , so I did ; but look'd 24 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 25
... look'd for no reply . O , let me make the period to my curse . Glo . ' Tis done by me ; and ends in Margaret . Q. Eliz . Thus have you breath'd your curse against yourself . Q. Mar. Poor painted queen , vain flourish of my fortune ! Why ...
... look'd for no reply . O , let me make the period to my curse . Glo . ' Tis done by me ; and ends in Margaret . Q. Eliz . Thus have you breath'd your curse against yourself . Q. Mar. Poor painted queen , vain flourish of my fortune ! Why ...
Pagina 26
... Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death : Have not to do with him , beware of him ; Sin , death , and hell have set their marks on him ; And all their ministers attend on him ...
... Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death : Have not to do with him , beware of him ; Sin , death , and hell have set their marks on him ; And all their ministers attend on him ...
Pagina 29
... look'd toward England , And cited up a thousand heavy times , During the wars of York and Lancaster That had befall'n us . As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches , Methought , that Gloster stumbled ; and , in falling ...
... look'd toward England , And cited up a thousand heavy times , During the wars of York and Lancaster That had befall'n us . As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches , Methought , that Gloster stumbled ; and , in falling ...
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The Family Shakspeare, in Ten Volumes: In which Nothing is Added ..., Volumul 7 William Shakespeare,Thomas Bowdler Vizualizare completă - 1820 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Achilles Æneas Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne Antenor arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Cate CATESBY Cham Clar Clarence cousin Cran Cres Cressid Crom curse death DEIPHOBUS Diomed Dorset doth Duch duke duke of Norfolk Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks Hast hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen Helenus holy honour i'the Kath King RICHARD king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings LOVELL madam Menelaus Murd Nest Nestor noble Norfolk Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace Pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond royal SCENE Sir THOMAS LOVELL sorrow soul speak Stan Stanley sweet sword tell tent thee Ther there's Thersites thou art to-morrow Tower Troilus Trojan Troy trumpet Ulyss uncle unto WOLSEY
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Pagina 299 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Pagina 30 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise I trembling wak'd ; and for a season after Could not believe but that I was in hell : Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ! — The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Pagina 200 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 316 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Pagina 256 - And posts, like the commandment of a King, Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Pagina 211 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Pagina 210 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 3 - Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute...
Pagina 255 - Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?