The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fusell, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, المجلد 8F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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الصفحة 12
... , he has nothing in return . The most minute portion of his worth would be too high a price for the wife he has acquired . your best advice . ] í . e . consideration , reflection . Pis . My lord your son drew on my master 12 CYMBELINE .
... , he has nothing in return . The most minute portion of his worth would be too high a price for the wife he has acquired . your best advice . ] í . e . consideration , reflection . Pis . My lord your son drew on my master 12 CYMBELINE .
الصفحة 13
... master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? Pis . Ha ! There might have been , But that my master rather play'd than fought , And had no help of anger : they were parted By gentlemen at hand . Queen . I am very glad on't . Imo . Your ...
... master . Queen . No harm , I trust , is done ? Pis . Ha ! There might have been , But that my master rather play'd than fought , And had no help of anger : they were parted By gentlemen at hand . Queen . I am very glad on't . Imo . Your ...
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... master of my speeches ; and would undergo what's spoken , I swear . Post . Will you ? -I shall but lend my diamond till your return : -Let there be covenants drawn be- tween us : My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your ...
... master of my speeches ; and would undergo what's spoken , I swear . Post . Will you ? -I shall but lend my diamond till your return : -Let there be covenants drawn be- tween us : My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your ...
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... master doctor ; have you brought those drugs ? Cor . Pleaseth your highness , ay : here they are , [ Presenting a small Box . But I beseech your grace , ( without offence ; madam : My conscience bids me ask ; ) wherefore you have ...
... master doctor ; have you brought those drugs ? Cor . Pleaseth your highness , ay : here they are , [ Presenting a small Box . But I beseech your grace , ( without offence ; madam : My conscience bids me ask ; ) wherefore you have ...
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... master , [ Aside . And enemy to my son . - How now , Pisanio ? — Doctor , your service for this time is ended ; Take your own way . Cor . But you Queen . [ Aside . I do suspect you , madam ; shall do no harm . Hark thee , a word.- [ TO ...
... master , [ Aside . And enemy to my son . - How now , Pisanio ? — Doctor , your service for this time is ended ; Take your own way . Cor . But you Queen . [ Aside . I do suspect you , madam ; shall do no harm . Hark thee , a word.- [ TO ...
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Aaron Andronicus art thou Bassianus Bawd BELARIUS better blood Boult brother call'd CHIRON Cleon Cloten Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth Edmund emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Kent king KING LEAR lady Lavinia Lear look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina master means mistress Mitylene never night noble o'the Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio poor Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray prince PRINCE OF TYRE queen Regan Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE Shakspeare sorrow speak STEEVENS Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell Thaisa Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus Titus Andronicus Tyre villain word
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الصفحة 408 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
الصفحة 451 - How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave : Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
الصفحة 457 - We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll...
الصفحة 65 - tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
الصفحة 355 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked between son and father.
الصفحة 451 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man, Yet I am doubtful, for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For as I am a man I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
الصفحة 470 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
الصفحة 137 - To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
الصفحة 438 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!
الصفحة 356 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...