The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volumul 1Charles Willliams, 1813 - 913 pagini |
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Pagina 54
... mean , master Slender , what would you with me ? Slen . Truly , for mine own part , I would little or no- thing with you : Your father , and my uncle , have made motions : if it be my luck , so ; if not , happy man be his dole ! They ...
... mean , master Slender , what would you with me ? Slen . Truly , for mine own part , I would little or no- thing with you : Your father , and my uncle , have made motions : if it be my luck , so ; if not , happy man be his dole ! They ...
Pagina 67
... means ? Elb . Ay , sir , by mistress Over - done's means : but as de spit in his face , so she defied him . Froth . No ... mean it.not . Clown . Sir , but you shall come to it , by your hon- our's leave : And , I beseech you , look into ...
... means ? Elb . Ay , sir , by mistress Over - done's means : but as de spit in his face , so she defied him . Froth . No ... mean it.not . Clown . Sir , but you shall come to it , by your hon- our's leave : And , I beseech you , look into ...
Pagina 71
... mean to save him , but that either You must lay down the treasures of your body To this supposed , or else let him suffer ; What would you do ? Isab . As much for my poor brother , as myself : That is , Were I under the terms of death ...
... mean to save him , but that either You must lay down the treasures of your body To this supposed , or else let him suffer ; What would you do ? Isab . As much for my poor brother , as myself : That is , Were I under the terms of death ...
Pagina 93
... mean time , I will so fashion the matter , that Hero shall be absent ; and there shall appear such seeming truths of Hero's disloyalty , that jealousy shall be call'd assurance , and all the preparation overthrown . D. John . Grow this ...
... mean time , I will so fashion the matter , that Hero shall be absent ; and there shall appear such seeming truths of Hero's disloyalty , that jealousy shall be call'd assurance , and all the preparation overthrown . D. John . Grow this ...
Pagina 98
... mean , the fashion . Conr . Yes , the fashion is the fashion . Bora . Tush ! I may as well say , the fool's the fool . But seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is ? Watch . I know that Deformed ; he has been a vile thief ...
... mean , the fashion . Conr . Yes , the fashion is the fashion . Bora . Tush ! I may as well say , the fool's the fool . But seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is ? Watch . I know that Deformed ; he has been a vile thief ...
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Pagina 224 - 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 321 - 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.
Pagina 448 - Let him depart ; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company, That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Pagina 407 - When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection ; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at last desist To build at all...
Pagina 316 - Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Pagina 414 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Pagina 448 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Pagina 448 - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Pagina 78 - ... accommodations that thou bear'st, Are nurs'd by baseness ; Thou art by no means valiant ; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm ; Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death which is no more.
Pagina 314 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse...