The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, المجلد 1 |
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الصفحة 11
... Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain . BOATSWAIN , - Master . Boats . Here , master : what cheer ? Mast . Good : Speak to the mariners : fall to't yarely 1 , or we run ourselves aground : bestir , be- stir . Enter Mariners . [ Exit ...
... Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain . BOATSWAIN , - Master . Boats . Here , master : what cheer ? Mast . Good : Speak to the mariners : fall to't yarely 1 , or we run ourselves aground : bestir , be- stir . Enter Mariners . [ Exit ...
الصفحة 12
... enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the top - mast ; yare ; lower , lower ; bring her to try with main course 4. [ A cry within . A plague upon this howling ! they are louder than the weather , or our office . Re - enter SEBASTIAN ...
... enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the top - mast ; yare ; lower , lower ; bring her to try with main course 4. [ A cry within . A plague upon this howling ! they are louder than the weather , or our office . Re - enter SEBASTIAN ...
الصفحة 13
... Enter Mariners , wet . Mar. All lost ! to prayers , to prayers ! all lost ! [ Exeunt . Boats . What , must our mouths be cold ? Gon . The king and prince at prayers ! let us assist them , For our case is as theirs . Seb . I am out of ...
... Enter Mariners , wet . Mar. All lost ! to prayers , to prayers ! all lost ! [ Exeunt . Boats . What , must our mouths be cold ? Gon . The king and prince at prayers ! let us assist them , For our case is as theirs . Seb . I am out of ...
الصفحة 14
... Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . [ Exit . Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's ...
... Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . [ Exit . Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's ...
الصفحة 21
... Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curl'd clouds 18 : to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his ...
... Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curl'd clouds 18 : to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ARIEL Caius Caliban Cotgrave daughter devil doth Duke Exeunt Exit eyes fairies Falstaff father fool gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter honour Host HUGH EVANS humour Illyria Julia king knave lady Laun letter look lord madam maid Malone Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor means Milan Mira mistress Anne mistress Ford monster never night Olivia Pist play pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Quick Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shal Shallow Silvia sing SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Hugh Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby SIR TOBY BELCH Slen speak Speed Steevens sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine Windsor woman word
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الصفحة 38 - 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 27 - em. Cal. 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...
الصفحة 77 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
الصفحة 81 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. 'Tis new to thee.
الصفحة 126 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
الصفحة 147 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there.
الصفحة 76 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...
الصفحة 274 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night :— Mark it, Cesario ; it is old and plain : The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
الصفحة 63 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder. That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
الصفحة 302 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.