Chamber's household edition of the dramatic works of William Shakespeare, ed. by R. Carruthers and W. Chambers, الجزء 27،المجلد 2 |
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الصفحة 9
... never In our last conflict four now is the whole man Beat . Alas , he gets nothing by that ! of his five wits went halting off , 3 and governed with one : so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm , let him bear it for a ...
... never In our last conflict four now is the whole man Beat . Alas , he gets nothing by that ! of his five wits went halting off , 3 and governed with one : so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm , let him bear it for a ...
الصفحة 12
... never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Go to , i ' faith ; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke , wear the print of it , and sigh away Sundays . Look , Don Pedro is returned to seek you . Re - enter DON PEDRO . D. Pedro ...
... never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Go to , i ' faith ; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke , wear the print of it , and sigh away Sundays . Look , Don Pedro is returned to seek you . Re - enter DON PEDRO . D. Pedro ...
الصفحة 13
... never could maintain his part , but in the force of his will . Bene . That a woman conceived me , I thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead , or ...
... never could maintain his part , but in the force of his will . Bene . That a woman conceived me , I thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead , or ...
الصفحة 18
... never can see him , but I am heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very melancholy disposition . Beat . He were an excellent man that were made just in the mid - way between him and Benedick ; the one is too like an image ...
... never can see him , but I am heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very melancholy disposition . Beat . He were an excellent man that were made just in the mid - way between him and Benedick ; the one is too like an image ...
الصفحة 19
... never get thee a husband , if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue . Ant . In faith , she is too curst . Beat . Too curst is more than curst : I could not endure a hus- band with a beard on his face ; I had rather lie in the woollen . Leon ...
... never get thee a husband , if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue . Ant . In faith , she is too curst . Beat . Too curst is more than curst : I could not endure a hus- band with a beard on his face ; I had rather lie in the woollen . Leon ...
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Angelo answer bear Beat Beatrice believe Benedick better Bianca bring brother Claud Claudio comes cousin daughter death Dogb doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fellow fool friar give grace Gremio hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven Hero hither honour husband I'll Isab Italy John Kath keep kind lady leave Leon live look lord Lucentio Lucio marry master means mistress nature never Orlando pardon Pedro Petruchio play poor pray present prince Prov Provost Rosalind SCENE Servant shew Signior sister speak stand stay sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art to-morrow tongue Touch Tranio true turn unto Watch what's wife woman young
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الصفحة 10 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. 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.
الصفحة 48 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
الصفحة 24 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
الصفحة 24 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.' Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life exempt from public haunt Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones and good in...
الصفحة 44 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art...
الصفحة 39 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
الصفحة 31 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
الصفحة 39 - 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.
الصفحة 80 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
الصفحة 30 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.