William Shakspeare's Complete Works, Dramatic and Poetic, المجلد 2S. Andrus and Son, 1852 |
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الصفحة 52
... Achilles ' spear , Is able with the change to kill and cure . Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up , And with the same to act controlling laws . Give place ; by heaven , thou shalt rule no more O'er him , whom heaven created for thy ...
... Achilles ' spear , Is able with the change to kill and cure . Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up , And with the same to act controlling laws . Give place ; by heaven , thou shalt rule no more O'er him , whom heaven created for thy ...
الصفحة 145
... Achilles , Scene , Troy , and the Grecian Camp before it . Ajax , Ulysses , Grecian commanders . Nestor , Diomedes , Patroclus , PROLOGUE . IN Troy , there lies the scene . Greece ACT I. The princes orgulous , their high blood chaf'd ...
... Achilles , Scene , Troy , and the Grecian Camp before it . Ajax , Ulysses , Grecian commanders . Nestor , Diomedes , Patroclus , PROLOGUE . IN Troy , there lies the scene . Greece ACT I. The princes orgulous , their high blood chaf'd ...
الصفحة 148
... Achilles ; a better man than Troilus . Pan . Achilles ? a drayman , a porter , a very camel . Cres . Well , well . Pan . Well , well ? -Why , have you any discre tion ? have you any eyes ? Do you know what a man is ? Is not birth ...
... Achilles ; a better man than Troilus . Pan . Achilles ? a drayman , a porter , a very camel . Cres . Well , well . Pan . Well , well ? -Why , have you any discre tion ? have you any eyes ? Do you know what a man is ? Is not birth ...
الصفحة 150
... Achilles , -- whom opinion crowns The sinew and the forehand of our host , - Having his ear full of his airy fame , Grows dainty of his worth , and in his tent Lies mocking our designs : With him , Patroclus , Upon a lazy bed the ...
... Achilles , -- whom opinion crowns The sinew and the forehand of our host , - Having his ear full of his airy fame , Grows dainty of his worth , and in his tent Lies mocking our designs : With him , Patroclus , Upon a lazy bed the ...
الصفحة 151
... Achilles , must or now be cropp'd , Or , shedding , breed a nursery of like evil , To overbulk us all . Nest . Well , and how ? Ulyss . This challenge that the gallant Hector sends , However it is spread in general name , Relates in ...
... Achilles , must or now be cropp'd , Or , shedding , breed a nursery of like evil , To overbulk us all . Nest . Well , and how ? Ulyss . This challenge that the gallant Hector sends , However it is spread in general name , Relates in ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Achilles Ajax Alarum Antony Apem Apemantus arms art thou bear blood brother Brutus Cæsar Cassio Cleo Coriolanus Cres crown Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Desdemona Diomed dost doth duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster gods grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iago Julius Cæsar Kent king lady Laertes Lear live look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'the Othello Pandarus Patroclus peace Pericles poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Rich Rome Romeo SCENE shame soldiers Somerset soul speak stand Suff Suffolk sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast tongue Troilus Tybalt unto villain Warwick weep What's wilt words York
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الصفحة 437 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
الصفحة 386 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
الصفحة 242 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
الصفحة 408 - It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
الصفحة 135 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st...
الصفحة 85 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
الصفحة 134 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
الصفحة 66 - God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
الصفحة 92 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
الصفحة 435 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.