The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volym 10Little, Brown, 1862 |
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Sida 42
... Hold me not ; let me go . Lady Montague . Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe . Enter Prince , with his train . Prince . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this neighbour - stained steel , - Will they not hear ...
... Hold me not ; let me go . Lady Montague . Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe . Enter Prince , with his train . Prince . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this neighbour - stained steel , - Will they not hear ...
Sida 48
... hold an old accustom'd feast , Whereto I have invited many a guest , Such as I love ; and you , among the store , One more most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house look to behold this night Earth - treading stars , that ...
... hold an old accustom'd feast , Whereto I have invited many a guest , Such as I love ; and you , among the store , One more most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house look to behold this night Earth - treading stars , that ...
Sida 53
... hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it should leave crying , and say " Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young cockrel's stone , A perilous knock ; and it ...
... hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it should leave crying , and say " Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young cockrel's stone , A perilous knock ; and it ...
Sida 61
... hold it not a sin . Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain , that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap . Young Romeo is it ? Tyb ...
... hold it not a sin . Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain , that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap . Young Romeo is it ? Tyb ...
Sida 63
... hold of her Shall have the chinks . Rom . Is she a Capulet ? O , dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , begone : the sport is at the best . Rom . Ay , so I fear ; the more is my unrest . 1 Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare ...
... hold of her Shall have the chinks . Rom . Is she a Capulet ? O , dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , begone : the sport is at the best . Rom . Ay , so I fear ; the more is my unrest . 1 Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of ..., Volym 10 William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1883 |
The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Edited from the Folio ..., Volym 10 William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1868 |
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Sida 369 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Sida 379 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Sida 71 - But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Sida 334 - I have not slept Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Sida 365 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Sida 57 - 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 forefinger 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...
Sida 478 - Witch Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and...
Sida 13 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Sida 320 - I, as ^Eneas, our great ancestor, Did, from the flames of Troy, upon his shoulder, The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of Tiber, Did I the tired Caesar : and this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body. If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Sida 363 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.