The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Numero 2 |
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Sivu 37
I am damn'd in hell , for swearing to gentlemen my friends , you were good
soldiers , and tall fellows : and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan 46
, I took't upon mine honour , thou hadst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst
thou ...
I am damn'd in hell , for swearing to gentlemen my friends , you were good
soldiers , and tall fellows : and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan 46
, I took't upon mine honour , thou hadst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst
thou ...
Sivu 206
Ereunt Sir Toby , Fabian , and Maria . Oli . I have said too much unto a heart of
stone , And laid mine honour too unchary out : There's something in me , that
reproves my fault ; But such a headstrong potent fault it is , That it but mocks
reproof .
Ereunt Sir Toby , Fabian , and Maria . Oli . I have said too much unto a heart of
stone , And laid mine honour too unchary out : There's something in me , that
reproves my fault ; But such a headstrong potent fault it is , That it but mocks
reproof .
Sivu 282
constable , and my name is Elbow ; I do lean upon justice , sir , and do bring in
here before your good honour two notorious benefactors . Ang . Benefactors ?
Well ; what benefactors are they are they not malefactors ? Elb . If it please your ...
constable , and my name is Elbow ; I do lean upon justice , sir , and do bring in
here before your good honour two notorious benefactors . Ang . Benefactors ?
Well ; what benefactors are they are they not malefactors ? Elb . If it please your ...
Sivu 285
I beseech your honour , ask me . Escal . Well , sir ; What did this gentleman to her
? Clo . I beseech you , sir , look in this gentleman's face : -Good master Froth ,
look upon his honour ; ' tis for a good purpose : Doth your honour mark his face !
I beseech your honour , ask me . Escal . Well , sir ; What did this gentleman to her
? Clo . I beseech you , sir , look in this gentleman's face : -Good master Froth ,
look upon his honour ; ' tis for a good purpose : Doth your honour mark his face !
Sivu 291
I crave your honour's pardon.What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ?
She's very near her hour . Ang Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and that
with speed . Re - enter Serrant . Serv . Here is the sister of the man condemn'd ...
I crave your honour's pardon.What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ?
She's very near her hour . Ang Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and that
with speed . Re - enter Serrant . Serv . Here is the sister of the man condemn'd ...
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Sivu 139 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Sivu 178 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Sivu 176 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Sivu 168 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Sivu 369 - I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad ; so may my husband.
Sivu 293 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Sivu 295 - Than the soft myrtle ; but man, proud man ! Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, As make the angels weep ; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Sivu 313 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Sivu 175 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night :— Mark it, Cesario ; it is old and plain : The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Sivu 264 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves: for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
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| Otsikko | The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Numero 2 The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Kirjoittaja | William Shakespeare |
| Kustantaja | G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
| Alkuperäisteoksen sijainti | New York Public Library |
| Digitoitu | 3. tammikuu 2007 |
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