The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, المجلد 12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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الصفحة 12
... Pandarus , uncle to Cressida . Margarelon , a bastard son of Priam . Agamemnon , the Grecian general : Menelaus , his brother . Achilles , Ajax , Ulysses , Grecian commanders . Nestor , Diomedes , Patroclus , Thersites , a deformed and ...
... Pandarus , uncle to Cressida . Margarelon , a bastard son of Priam . Agamemnon , the Grecian general : Menelaus , his brother . Achilles , Ajax , Ulysses , Grecian commanders . Nestor , Diomedes , Patroclus , Thersites , a deformed and ...
الصفحة 13
... PANDARUS . Tro . Call here my varlet , I'll unarm again : Why should I war without the walls of Troy , That find such cruel battle here within ? Each Trojan , that is master of his heart , Let him to field ; Troilus , alas ! hath none ...
... PANDARUS . Tro . Call here my varlet , I'll unarm again : Why should I war without the walls of Troy , That find such cruel battle here within ? Each Trojan , that is master of his heart , Let him to field ; Troilus , alas ! hath none ...
الصفحة 15
... Pandarus ! I tell thee , Pandarus , - When I do teli thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the ...
... Pandarus ! I tell thee , Pandarus , - When I do teli thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the ...
الصفحة 17
... Pandarus ! How now , Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour for my travel ; ill - thought on of her , and ill - thought on of you : gone between and between , but smail thanks for my labour . Tro . What , art thou angry , Pandarus ...
... Pandarus ! How now , Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour for my travel ; ill - thought on of her , and ill - thought on of you : gone between and between , but smail thanks for my labour . Tro . What , art thou angry , Pandarus ...
الصفحة 18
... Pandarus , Pan . Not I. Tro . Sweet Pandarus , - Pan . Pray you , speak no more to me ; I will leave all as I found it , and there an end . [ Exit PAN . An Alarum . Tro . Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude sounds ! Fools on ...
... Pandarus , Pan . Not I. Tro . Sweet Pandarus , - Pan . Pray you , speak no more to me ; I will leave all as I found it , and there an end . [ Exit PAN . An Alarum . Tro . Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude sounds ! Fools on ...
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الصفحة 272 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
الصفحة 42 - And, hark, what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
الصفحة 267 - This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
الصفحة 243 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams...
الصفحة 294 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume : the sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite : Therefore love moderately ; long love doth so ; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
الصفحة 384 - A glooming peace this morning with it brings : The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head...
الصفحة 323 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
الصفحة 226 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the...
الصفحة 264 - What's in a name ? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
الصفحة 308 - Give me my 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.