The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measure |
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الصفحة 176
I am damned in hell , for swearing to gentlemen my friends , you were good
soldiers , and tall fellows : and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan , I
took't upon my honour , thou badst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst thou
not ...
I am damned in hell , for swearing to gentlemen my friends , you were good
soldiers , and tall fellows : and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan , I
took't upon my honour , thou badst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst thou
not ...
الصفحة 347
upon justice , sir , and do bring in here before your good honour two notorious
benefactors . Ang . Benefactors ? Well ; what benefactors are they ? are they not
malefactors ? Elb . If it please your honour , I know not well what they are : but ...
upon justice , sir , and do bring in here before your good honour two notorious
benefactors . Ang . Benefactors ? Well ; what benefactors are they ? are they not
malefactors ? Elb . If it please your honour , I know not well what they are : but ...
الصفحة 349
I beseech your honour , ask me . Escal . Well , sir : what did this gentleman to her
? Clo . I beseech you , sir , look in this gentleman's face : -Good master Froth ,
look upon his honour ; ' tis for a good purpose : doth your honour mark his face ?
I beseech your honour , ask me . Escal . Well , sir : what did this gentleman to her
? Clo . I beseech you , sir , look in this gentleman's face : -Good master Froth ,
look upon his honour ; ' tis for a good purpose : doth your honour mark his face ?
الصفحة 354
I crave your honour's pardon.What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ?
She's very near her hour . Ang . Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and
that with speed , Re - enter Servant . Sero . Here is the sister of the man condemn
'd ...
I crave your honour's pardon.What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ?
She's very near her hour . Ang . Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and
that with speed , Re - enter Servant . Sero . Here is the sister of the man condemn
'd ...
الصفحة 407
I warrant your honour . Duke . The warrant's for yourself ; take heed to it . Isab .
This gentleman told somewhat of my tale . Lució . Right . Duke . It may be right ;
but you are in the wrong To speak before your time - Proceed . Isab . I wept To
this ...
I warrant your honour . Duke . The warrant's for yourself ; take heed to it . Isab .
This gentleman told somewhat of my tale . Lució . Right . Duke . It may be right ;
but you are in the wrong To speak before your time - Proceed . Isab . I wept To
this ...
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Angelo Anne bear bring brother Caius Claudio comes daughter death desire dost doth Duke Enter Erit Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fault fear follow fool Ford friar gentle give grace hand hang hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Host hour husband I'll Isab John keep kind king lady Laun leave letter live look lord Lucio madam maid Marry master mean mind mistress never night Page peace play poor pray present Proteus Quick reason SCENE servant Shal Silvia Slen soul speak Speed spirit stand strange sure sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thought true Valentine warrant What's wife woman youth
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الصفحة 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
الصفحة 270 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
الصفحة 17 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
الصفحة 328 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day...
الصفحة 372 - 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...
الصفحة 27 - 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.
الصفحة 277 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
الصفحة 18 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.