The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, المجلد 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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الصفحة 9
... true friar . More reasons for this action , At our more leisure , shall I render you ; Only this one : - Lord Angelo is precise ; Stands at a guard with envy ; scarce confesses , That his blood flows , or that his appetite Is more to ...
... true friar . More reasons for this action , At our more leisure , shall I render you ; Only this one : - Lord Angelo is precise ; Stands at a guard with envy ; scarce confesses , That his blood flows , or that his appetite Is more to ...
الصفحة 12
... true contract , I got possession of Julietta's bed ; You know the lady ; she is fast my wife , Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order : this we came not to , Only for propagation of a dower Remaining in the coffer of her ...
... true contract , I got possession of Julietta's bed ; You know the lady ; she is fast my wife , Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order : this we came not to , Only for propagation of a dower Remaining in the coffer of her ...
الصفحة 21
... true prayers , That shall be up at heaven , and enter there , Ere sun - rise ; prayers from preserved souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . To - morrow . Well : come to me Isa . Heaven keep ...
... true prayers , That shall be up at heaven , and enter there , Ere sun - rise ; prayers from preserved souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . To - morrow . Well : come to me Isa . Heaven keep ...
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... true ? --- Elb . O thou caitiff ! O thou varlet ! O thou wicked Hannibal ! I respected with her , before I was mar- ried to her ! If ever I was respected with her , or she with me , let not your worship think me the poor duke's officer ...
... true ? --- Elb . O thou caitiff ! O thou varlet ! O thou wicked Hannibal ! I respected with her , before I was mar- ried to her ! If ever I was respected with her , or she with me , let not your worship think me the poor duke's officer ...
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... True . Ang . Admit no other way to save his life , ( As I subscribe not that , nor any other , But in the loss of question , ) that you , his sister , Finding yourself desired of such a person , Whose credit with the judge , or own ...
... True . Ang . Admit no other way to save his life , ( As I subscribe not that , nor any other , But in the loss of question , ) that you , his sister , Finding yourself desired of such a person , Whose credit with the judge , or own ...
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الصفحة 19 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
الصفحة 174 - That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
الصفحة 20 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet ; For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder.
الصفحة 174 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before, milk-white; now, purple with love's wound ; And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
الصفحة 174 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
الصفحة 34 - In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts...
الصفحة 163 - Her. O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low! Lys. Or else misgraffed, in respect of years; Her. O spite ! too old to be engag'd to young! Lys. Or else it stood upon the choice of friends: Her. O hell! to choose love by another's eye!
الصفحة 34 - 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 region of thick-ribbed ice...
الصفحة 208 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
الصفحة 170 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.