The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Nide 3Carpenter and Son, 1813 |
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Sivu 3
... Enter a Lord from Hunting , with Huntsmen and Servants . Lord . Huntsman , I charge thee , tender well my Brach Merriman , -the poor cur is emboss'd , [ hounds : And couple Clowder with the deep - mouth'd brach . Saw'st thou not , boy ...
... Enter a Lord from Hunting , with Huntsmen and Servants . Lord . Huntsman , I charge thee , tender well my Brach Merriman , -the poor cur is emboss'd , [ hounds : And couple Clowder with the deep - mouth'd brach . Saw'st thou not , boy ...
Sivu 5
... enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Serv . An it please your honour , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid them come near : - Enter Players . Now , fellows , you are welcome . 1 Play . We thank your honour . Lord ...
... enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Serv . An it please your honour , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid them come near : - Enter Players . Now , fellows , you are welcome . 1 Play . We thank your honour . Lord ...
Sivu 10
... Enter a Servant . Serv . Your honour's players , hearing your amend- ment , Are come to play a pleasant comedy , For so your doctors hold it very meet ; Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of ...
... Enter a Servant . Serv . Your honour's players , hearing your amend- ment , Are come to play a pleasant comedy , For so your doctors hold it very meet ; Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of ...
Sivu 17
... Enter BIONDello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? Nay , how now , where are you ? Master , has my fellow , Tranio , stol'n your clothes ? Or you stol'n his ? or both ? pray , what's the ...
... Enter BIONDello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? Nay , how now , where are you ? Master , has my fellow , Tranio , stol'n your clothes ? Or you stol'n his ? or both ? pray , what's the ...
Sivu 18
... Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO . Pet . Verona , for awhile I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but of all , My best beloved and approved friend , Hortensio ; and , I trow , this is his house : - Here , sirrah Grumio ; knock , I ...
... Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO . Pet . Verona , for awhile I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but of all , My best beloved and approved friend , Hortensio ; and , I trow , this is his house : - Here , sirrah Grumio ; knock , I ...
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Antigonus Antipholus art thou Aumerle Autolycus Banquo Baptista Bast bear Bian Bianca Bion Biondello blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cousin daughter death dost doth Dromio Duch duke duke of Hereford Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance friends Gaunt gentleman give Gremio grief hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Hortensio Hubert husband i'the John Kate Kath king KING JOHN Lady Leon liege look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam majesty master mistress never noble Northumberland o'the Padua PANDULPH pardon peace Petruchio Polixenes pray prince queen Rich Rosse SCENE Servant shalt shame Shep signior sorrow soul speak sweet tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio unto villain wife Witch word
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Sivu 15 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Sivu 13 - 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, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Sivu 16 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Sivu 22 - Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Sivu 50 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Sivu 47 - What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief? Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you ; But you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love...
Sivu 56 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Sivu 13 - The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you...
Sivu 22 - This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of War, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Sivu 23 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's son : This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement, or pelting farm...