The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Nide 6 |
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Sivu 68
Nay , I ' ll be sworn , I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen ,
otherwise he had been executed : I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath
killed , otherwise he had suffered for ' t : thou think ' st not of this now ! - Nay , I
remember ...
Nay , I ' ll be sworn , I have sat in the stocks for puddings he hath stolen ,
otherwise he had been executed : I have stood on the pillory for geese he hath
killed , otherwise he had suffered for ' t : thou think ' st not of this now ! - Nay , I
remember ...
Sivu 122
Art thou not Romeo , and a Montague ? Rom . Neither , fair saint , if either thee
dislike . Jul . How cam ' st thou hither , tell me ? and wherefóre ? The orchard
walls are high , and hard to climb ; And the place death , considering who thou art
, If ...
Art thou not Romeo , and a Montague ? Rom . Neither , fair saint , if either thee
dislike . Jul . How cam ' st thou hither , tell me ? and wherefóre ? The orchard
walls are high , and hard to climb ; And the place death , considering who thou art
, If ...
Sivu 123
Dost thou love me ? I know , thou wilt gay - Ay ; And I will take thy word : yet , if
thou swear ' st , Thou may ' st prove false ; at lovers ' perjuries , They say , Jove
laughs . O , gentle Romeo , If thou dost love , pronounce it faithfully : Or if thou
think ...
Dost thou love me ? I know , thou wilt gay - Ay ; And I will take thy word : yet , if
thou swear ' st , Thou may ' st prove false ; at lovers ' perjuries , They say , Jove
laughs . O , gentle Romeo , If thou dost love , pronounce it faithfully : Or if thou
think ...
Sivu 156
Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed
William Shakespeare . They are free men , but I am banished . And say ' st thou
yet , that exile is not death : Hadst thou no poison mix ' d , no sharp - ground knise
...
Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed
William Shakespeare . They are free men , but I am banished . And say ' st thou
yet , that exile is not death : Hadst thou no poison mix ' d , no sharp - ground knise
...
Sivu 159
In thee at once ; which thou at once would ' st lose . Fye , fye ! thou sham ' st thy
shape , thy love , thy wit ; Which , like an usurer , abound ' st in all , And usest
none in that true use indeed , Which should bedeck thy shape , thy love , thy wit .
In thee at once ; which thou at once would ' st lose . Fye , fye ! thou sham ' st thy
shape , thy love , thy wit ; Which , like an usurer , abound ' st in all , And usest
none in that true use indeed , Which should bedeck thy shape , thy love , thy wit .
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Sivu 277 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Sivu 108 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Sivu 335 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Sivu 259 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Sivu 224 - 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 ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Sivu 223 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
Sivu 264 - Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Sivu 265 - ... 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 298 - 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 godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th' event— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward— I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do,' Sith I have cause,...
Sivu 264 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
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| Otsikko | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Nide 6 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Kirjoittaja | William Shakespeare |
| Kustantaja | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Alkuperäisteoksen sijainti | New York Public Library |
| Digitoitu | 27. joulukuu 2006 |
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