The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, المجلد 1 |
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الصفحة 13
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it : This shoe is my father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither : -yes , it is so ...
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it : This shoe is my father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither : -yes , it is so ...
الصفحة 15
... look of such a worthy mistress . VAL . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . PRO . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . SIL . And duty never yet did want his meed ; Servant , you are ...
... look of such a worthy mistress . VAL . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . PRO . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . SIL . And duty never yet did want his meed ; Servant , you are ...
الصفحة 16
... look on her perfections , There is no reason but I shall be blind . If I can check my erring love , I will ; house with you presently ; where , for one shot of fivepence , thou shalt have five thousand welcomes . But , sirrah , how did ...
... look on her perfections , There is no reason but I shall be blind . If I can check my erring love , I will ; house with you presently ; where , for one shot of fivepence , thou shalt have five thousand welcomes . But , sirrah , how did ...
الصفحة 22
... look on Silvia in the day , There is no day for me to look upon : She is my essence ; and I leave to be , If I be not by her fair influence Foster'd , illumin'd , cherish'd , kept alive . I fly not death , to fly his deadly doom : Tarry ...
... look on Silvia in the day , There is no day for me to look upon : She is my essence ; and I leave to be , If I be not by her fair influence Foster'd , illumin'd , cherish'd , kept alive . I fly not death , to fly his deadly doom : Tarry ...
الصفحة 23
... look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my master is a kind of a knave : but that's all one , if he be but one knave . He lives not now that knows me to be in love : yet I am in love ; but a team of horse shall not pluck that from me ...
... look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my master is a kind of a knave : but that's all one , if he be but one knave . He lives not now that knows me to be in love : yet I am in love ; but a team of horse shall not pluck that from me ...
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arms art thou Bardolph Ben Jonson BIRON blood BOLING BOYET called Collier's cousin dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio omits fool FORD gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed honour humour John Shakespeare Juliet Kate KATH king lady LAUN letter look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam marry master means merry mistress never night noble NURSE old copies passage peace play POINS pray prince Proteus quarto Richard Richard II Romeo SCENE servant Shakespeare SHAL sir John soul speak stand Steevens Stratford sweet tell thee Theseus thine Thomas Nashe thou art thou hast tongue true Tybalt unto villain wife William Shakespeare wilt word
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الصفحة 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
الصفحة 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
الصفحة 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
الصفحة 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
الصفحة 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.