The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Nide 7 |
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Sivu 15
Nay , I am sure , she does . She came to him th ' other day into the compass -
window ; and , you know , he has not past three or four hairs on his chin . Cre .
Indeed , a tapster's arithmetick may soon bring his particulars therein to a total ,
Pan .
Nay , I am sure , she does . She came to him th ' other day into the compass -
window ; and , you know , he has not past three or four hairs on his chin . Cre .
Indeed , a tapster's arithmetick may soon bring his particulars therein to a total ,
Pan .
Sivu 20
To bring , unclePan . Ay , a token from Troilus . Cre . By the same token , you are
a bawd . [ Exit Pan . Words , vows , gifts , tears , and love's full facrifice , He offers
in another's enterprize : But more in Troilus thousand - fold I see , Than in the ...
To bring , unclePan . Ay , a token from Troilus . Cre . By the same token , you are
a bawd . [ Exit Pan . Words , vows , gifts , tears , and love's full facrifice , He offers
in another's enterprize : But more in Troilus thousand - fold I see , Than in the ...
Sivu 28
But peace , Æneas ; Peace , Trojan ; lay thy finger on thy lips ; The worthiness of
praise distains his worth , If he , that's prais'd , himself bring the praise forth : What
the repining enemy commends , That breath Fame blows , that praise sole pure ...
But peace , Æneas ; Peace , Trojan ; lay thy finger on thy lips ; The worthiness of
praise distains his worth , If he , that's prais'd , himself bring the praise forth : What
the repining enemy commends , That breath Fame blows , that praise sole pure ...
Sivu 30
What fays Ulysses ? Ulys . I have a young conception in my brain , Be you my
time to bring it to some shape . Neft . What is't ? Ulyf . This ' pis : Blunt wedges rive
hard knots ; the feeded pride , That hath to this maturity blown up In rank Achilles
...
What fays Ulysses ? Ulys . I have a young conception in my brain , Be you my
time to bring it to some shape . Neft . What is't ? Ulyf . This ' pis : Blunt wedges rive
hard knots ; the feeded pride , That hath to this maturity blown up In rank Achilles
...
Sivu 31
Yes , ' tis most meet ; whom may you else oppose , That can from Hector bring his
honour off , If not Achilles ? though a sportful combat , Yet in this tryal much
opinion dwells . For here the Trojans taste our dear'st Repute With their fin'st
palate ...
Yes , ' tis most meet ; whom may you else oppose , That can from Hector bring his
honour off , If not Achilles ? though a sportful combat , Yet in this tryal much
opinion dwells . For here the Trojans taste our dear'st Repute With their fin'st
palate ...
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Sivu 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Sivu 279 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
Sivu 249 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Sivu 290 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Sivu 325 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Sivu 168 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Sivu 441 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Sivu 245 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Sivu 152 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Sivu 272 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.