Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays,: As They are Now Performed at the Theatres Royal in London; : Regulated from the Prompt Books of Each House by Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; by the Authors of the Dramatic Censor, المجلد 6John Bell ... and C. Etherington at York, 1774 |
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الصفحة 7
... lose my time , War with good counsel , fet the world at nought ; Made wit with mufing weak , heart fick with thought . Enter Speed , bluntly . Spe . Sir Protheus ! fave you , fir ; faw you my mafter ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to ...
... lose my time , War with good counsel , fet the world at nought ; Made wit with mufing weak , heart fick with thought . Enter Speed , bluntly . Spe . Sir Protheus ! fave you , fir ; faw you my mafter ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to ...
الصفحة 23
... lose thy mafter ; and , in lofing thy master , lofe thy fervice ; and , in lofing thy fervice , -Why doft thou ftop my mouth ? Lau . For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue . " Pan . Where should I lose my tongue ? " Lau . In thy tale ...
... lose thy mafter ; and , in lofing thy master , lofe thy fervice ; and , in lofing thy fervice , -Why doft thou ftop my mouth ? Lau . For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue . " Pan . Where should I lose my tongue ? " Lau . In thy tale ...
الصفحة 31
... lose them , This find I by their loss , - For Valentine , myfelf ; for Julia , Silvia . I to myself am dearer than a friend ; For love is ftill most precious in itself : And Silvia ( witnefs heaven , that made her fair ) Shews Julia but ...
... lose them , This find I by their loss , - For Valentine , myfelf ; for Julia , Silvia . I to myself am dearer than a friend ; For love is ftill most precious in itself : And Silvia ( witnefs heaven , that made her fair ) Shews Julia but ...
الصفحة 74
... lose the dog for twenty pound . 1. H. Why , Belman is as good as he , my lord ; He cry'd upon it at the meereft lofs , And twice to day pick'd out the dulleft scent : Trust me , I take him for the better dog . Lord . Thou art a fool ...
... lose the dog for twenty pound . 1. H. Why , Belman is as good as he , my lord ; He cry'd upon it at the meereft lofs , And twice to day pick'd out the dulleft scent : Trust me , I take him for the better dog . Lord . Thou art a fool ...
الصفحة 80
... lose by it . Enter Page as a Lady , attended . Page . How fares my noble lord ? Sly . Marry , I fare well ; For here is cheer enough . Where is my wife ? Page . Here , noble lord : What is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and ...
... lose by it . Enter Page as a Lady , attended . Page . How fares my noble lord ? Sly . Marry , I fare well ; For here is cheer enough . Where is my wife ? Page . Here , noble lord : What is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Baptifta Becauſe Bianca Biondello Cæfar Cafar Calchas Charmian Cleopatra Creffida Diomed doth Duke Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame father fcene fhall fhew fhould fifter fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fweet fword gentleman give Grumio hath hear heart Hector himſelf honour Hortenfio houſe i'the itſelf Kate kifs lady lord Lucentio madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Padua Pandarus Patroclus Petruchio pleaſe Pompey pray prefent Priam Protheus purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Silvia ſpeak ſpirit tell thee thefe Therfites theſe thoſe Thurio Tranio Troilus Trojan Troy Valentine what's whofe yourſelf
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 209 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
الصفحة 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
الصفحة 340 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
الصفحة 351 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
الصفحة 48 - Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
الصفحة 170 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!
الصفحة 347 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
الصفحة 353 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in 't, an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping...