The dramatic works of William Shakespeare, with copious glossarial notes and biogr. notice [by R. Inglis]. |
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Sivu 43
... death . Alon . Is not this Stephano , my drunken butler ? Seb . He is drunk now : where had he wine ? Alon . And Trinculo is reeling ripe : where should they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded ' em ? - How cam'st thou in this ...
... death . Alon . Is not this Stephano , my drunken butler ? Seb . He is drunk now : where had he wine ? Alon . And Trinculo is reeling ripe : where should they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded ' em ? - How cam'st thou in this ...
Sivu 68
... death , to fly this deadly doom : Tarry I here , I but attend on death ; But , fly I hence , I fly away from life . Enter Proteus and Launce . Pro . Run , boy ; run , run , and seek him out . Launce . So - ho ! so - ho ! Pro . What ...
... death , to fly this deadly doom : Tarry I here , I but attend on death ; But , fly I hence , I fly away from life . Enter Proteus and Launce . Pro . Run , boy ; run , run , and seek him out . Launce . So - ho ! so - ho ! Pro . What ...
Sivu 117
... death with turnips . Mrs Page . Come , trouble not yourself : Good master Fenton , I will not be your friend , nor enemy : My daughter will I question how she loves you , And as I find her , so am I affected ; " Till then , farewell sir ...
... death with turnips . Mrs Page . Come , trouble not yourself : Good master Fenton , I will not be your friend , nor enemy : My daughter will I question how she loves you , And as I find her , so am I affected ; " Till then , farewell sir ...
Sivu 142
... death shake him : Infirmity , that decays the wise , doth ever make the better fool . Clo . Heaven send you , sir , a speedy infirmity , for the better increasing your folly : Sir Toby will be sworn that I am no fox ; but he will not ...
... death shake him : Infirmity , that decays the wise , doth ever make the better fool . Clo . Heaven send you , sir , a speedy infirmity , for the better increasing your folly : Sir Toby will be sworn that I am no fox ; but he will not ...
Sivu 167
... death and sepulchre ; hob , nob , is his word ; give't or take't . Vio . I will return again into the house , and desire some con- duct of the lady . I am no fighter . I have heard of some kind of men , that put quarrels purposely on ...
... death and sepulchre ; hob , nob , is his word ; give't or take't . Vio . I will return again into the house , and desire some con- duct of the lady . I am no fighter . I have heard of some kind of men , that put quarrels purposely on ...
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art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter dear death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Host Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress musick never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus Re-enter SCENE Servant Shal signior Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue Tranio true unto villain What's wife wilt word
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Sivu 993 - 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 ; 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 : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Sivu 145 - 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 ! Duke.
Sivu 387 - 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,...
Sivu 280 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Sivu 958 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly...