The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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الصفحة 10
... Look , when I ferve him fo , he takes it ill . Luc . Oh , know , he is the bridle of your will . Adr . There's none , but affes , will be bridled fo . Luc . Why , head - ftrong liberty is lafht with woe . There's nothing fituate under ...
... Look , when I ferve him fo , he takes it ill . Luc . Oh , know , he is the bridle of your will . Adr . There's none , but affes , will be bridled fo . Luc . Why , head - ftrong liberty is lafht with woe . There's nothing fituate under ...
الصفحة 12
... look : Hath homely age th`alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then , he hath wafted it . Are my difcourfes dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their ...
... look : Hath homely age th`alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then , he hath wafted it . Are my difcourfes dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their ...
الصفحة 14
... looks ; Or I will beat this method in your fconce . S. Dro . Sconce , call you it ? fo you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head ; an you use thefe blows long , I must get a fconce for my head , and infconce it too , or ...
... looks ; Or I will beat this method in your fconce . S. Dro . Sconce , call you it ? fo you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head ; an you use thefe blows long , I must get a fconce for my head , and infconce it too , or ...
الصفحة 16
... look ftrange and frown , Some other mistress hath thy fwect alpects I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine ...
... look ftrange and frown , Some other mistress hath thy fwect alpects I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine ...
الصفحة 17
... look'd , or touch'd , or carv'd . How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art thus eftranged from thyfelf ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me : That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear ...
... look'd , or touch'd , or carv'd . How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art thus eftranged from thyfelf ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me : That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
againſt anſwer Antigonus Antipholis Aumerle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cauſe Conft Coufin death doft thou doth Dromio Duke Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes fair falfe father Faul Faulconbridge fear fhall fhame fhew fhould fifter fince firft fome forrow foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fwear fweet Gaunt grief H SCENE hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Hubert huſband itſelf James Gurney John kifs King John lady laft Liege lord mafter Majefty Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland peace Phil pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe Queen reaſon reft Rich ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue whofe whoſe wife York yourſelf
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الصفحة 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
الصفحة 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
الصفحة 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
الصفحة 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
الصفحة 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
الصفحة 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
الصفحة 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.