The Dramatic Works of William ShakespeareC. Whittingham, 1826 - 4776 pagini |
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Pagina 13
... count Palatine : he is every man in no man : if a throstle 5 sing , he falls straight a capering ; he will fence with his own shadow : If I should marry him , I should marry twenty husbands : if he would despise me , I would forgive him ...
... count Palatine : he is every man in no man : if a throstle 5 sing , he falls straight a capering ; he will fence with his own shadow : If I should marry him , I should marry twenty husbands : if he would despise me , I would forgive him ...
Pagina 162
... count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover : —but take a taste of my finding him , and relish it with a good observance . I found him under a tree , like a dropp'd acorn . Ros . It may well be call'd Jove's tree , when it ...
... count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover : —but take a taste of my finding him , and relish it with a good observance . I found him under a tree , like a dropp'd acorn . Ros . It may well be call'd Jove's tree , when it ...
Pagina 205
... kept time , we lost not our time . 2 This burthen , which had a wanton sense , is common to many old songs . See Florio's Ital . Dict . Ed . 1611 , sub voce Fossa . Touch . By my troth , yes ; I count SC . III . 205 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... kept time , we lost not our time . 2 This burthen , which had a wanton sense , is common to many old songs . See Florio's Ital . Dict . Ed . 1611 , sub voce Fossa . Touch . By my troth , yes ; I count SC . III . 205 AS YOU LIKE IT .
Pagina 206
William Shakespeare. Touch . By my troth , yes ; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song . God be with you : and God mend your voices ! Come , Audrey . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Another part of the Forest . Enter Duke senior ...
William Shakespeare. Touch . By my troth , yes ; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song . God be with you : and God mend your voices ! Come , Audrey . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Another part of the Forest . Enter Duke senior ...
Pagina 209
... counting backwards from the last and most aggravated species of lie , viz . the lie direct . 9 Seemly . 10 i . e . impeached , or dispraised . 11 The poet has , in this scene , rallied the mode of formal duelling , then so prevalent ...
... counting backwards from the last and most aggravated species of lie , viz . the lie direct . 9 Seemly . 10 i . e . impeached , or dispraised . 11 The poet has , in this scene , rallied the mode of formal duelling , then so prevalent ...
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aglets Antonio Baptista Bass Bassanio BERTRAM better Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cotgrave Count daughter doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool forest of Arden fortune gentleman give Gratiano Grumio hast hath hear heart heaven Helen honour Hortensio Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Lafeu Laun Launcelot look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio madam maid Malone marry master means Merchant of Venice mistress musick Nerissa never old copy reads Orlando Padua Parolles Petruchio Phebe play Portia pr'ythee pray ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan Salar SCENE Servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock Signior speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee thine thing thou art Touch Tranio Troilus and Cressida unto Venice Vincentio wife word young
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Pagina 143 - twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Pagina 129 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pagina 95 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended, and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Pagina 49 - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Pagina 80 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Pagina 149 - 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
Pagina 444 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband: And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Pagina 17 - 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.
Pagina 130 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pagina 37 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.