The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: Comprising His Lays and Poems, with a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play: the Text of the Plays Corrected by the Manuscript Emendations Contained in the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632G.F. Cooledge and brother, 1855 - 986 sidor |
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Sida 103
... Leon . I learn in this letter , that Don Pedro of Arragon comes this night to Messina . Gent . He is very near by this : he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Gent . But ...
... Leon . I learn in this letter , that Don Pedro of Arragon comes this night to Messina . Gent . He is very near by this : he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Gent . But ...
Sida 104
... Leon . Faith , niece , you tax signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Gent . He hath done good service , lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it he is a very ...
... Leon . Faith , niece , you tax signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Gent . He hath done good service , lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it he is a very ...
Sida 106
... Leon . Hath the fellow any wit , that told you this ? Ant . A good sharp fellow : I will send for him , and question him yourself . Leon . No , no : we will hold it as a dream , till it appear itself ; but I will acquaint my daughter ...
... Leon . Hath the fellow any wit , that told you this ? Ant . A good sharp fellow : I will send for him , and question him yourself . Leon . No , no : we will hold it as a dream , till it appear itself ; but I will acquaint my daughter ...
Sida 107
... Leon . Then , half signior Benedick's tongue in count John's mouth , and half count John's melan- choly in signior Benedick's face , - Beat . With a good leg , and a good foot , uncle , and money enough in his purse , such a man would ...
... Leon . Then , half signior Benedick's tongue in count John's mouth , and half count John's melan- choly in signior Benedick's face , - Beat . With a good leg , and a good foot , uncle , and money enough in his purse , such a man would ...
Sida 109
... Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in Bora . The poison of that lies in you to temper . her , my lord : she is never sad , but when she sleeps ; Go you to the prince , your brother : spare not to and not ever sad then , for ...
... Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in Bora . The poison of that lies in you to temper . her , my lord : she is never sad , but when she sleeps ; Go you to the prince , your brother : spare not to and not ever sad then , for ...
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Sida 155 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Sida 200 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Sida 298 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids...
Sida 331 - This England never did (nor never shall) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, if England to itself do rest but true.
Sida 165 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Sida 10 - 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 344 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Sida 173 - Shylock, we would have moneys :" — you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, " Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Sida 379 - Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Sida 66 - 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.