The Family Shakspeare ... in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text: But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, 1825 |
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... Stand fast , good fate , to his hanging ; make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little advantage ! If he be not born to be hanged , our case is miserable . [ Exeunt . Re - enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the top ...
... Stand fast , good fate , to his hanging ; make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little advantage ! If he be not born to be hanged , our case is miserable . [ Exeunt . Re - enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the top ...
Sida 29
... standing , speaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Thou let'st thy fortune sleep Whiles thou art waking . Seb . Noble Sebastian , die rather ; wink'st Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores . Ant . I am ...
... standing , speaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Thou let'st thy fortune sleep Whiles thou art waking . Seb . Noble Sebastian , die rather ; wink'st Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores . Ant . I am ...
Sida 30
... standing water . Ant . I'll teach you how to flow . Seb . Hereditary sloth instructs me . Ant . O , Do so ; to ebb , If you but knew , how you the purpose cherish , Whiles thus you mock it ! how , in stripping it , You more invest it ...
... standing water . Ant . I'll teach you how to flow . Seb . Hereditary sloth instructs me . Ant . O , Do so ; to ebb , If you but knew , how you the purpose cherish , Whiles thus you mock it ! how , in stripping it , You more invest it ...
Sida 31
... stand ' twixt me and Milan , candied be they , And melt , ere they molest ! Here lies your brother , No better than the earth he lies upon , If he were that which now he's like ; whom I , A bird of the jack - daw kind . With this ...
... stand ' twixt me and Milan , candied be they , And melt , ere they molest ! Here lies your brother , No better than the earth he lies upon , If he were that which now he's like ; whom I , A bird of the jack - daw kind . With this ...
Sida 33
... stand upon our guard : - Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons . Alon . Lead off this ground ; and let's make fur- ther search For my poor son . Gon . Heavens keep him from these beasts ! For he is , sure , i ' the island ...
... stand upon our guard : - Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons . Alon . Lead off this ground ; and let's make fur- ther search For my poor son . Gon . Heavens keep him from these beasts ! For he is , sure , i ' the island ...
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The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to ..., Volym 1 William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1818 |
The Family Shakspeare, in One Volume: In which Nothing is Added to the ... William Shakespeare,Thomas Bowdler Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1850 |
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Sida 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Sida 235 - 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.
Sida 312 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Sida 17 - Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Sida 263 - 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 chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Sida 263 - 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.
Sida 67 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Sida 100 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Sida 265 - 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.
Sida 62 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...