All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. MacbethC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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الصفحة 6
... She then fums up the character , she had before given in detail , in thefe words , he derives her bonefly , and atchieves her goodness , i . e . fhe derives her bonefty , her fimpleness , her moral character , from her father and her ...
... She then fums up the character , she had before given in detail , in thefe words , he derives her bonefly , and atchieves her goodness , i . e . fhe derives her bonefty , her fimpleness , her moral character , from her father and her ...
الصفحة 15
... She means , by what influence is my love directed to a perfon fo much above me ; why am I made to difcern excellence , and left to long after it , without the food of hope . The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like ...
... She means , by what influence is my love directed to a perfon fo much above me ; why am I made to difcern excellence , and left to long after it , without the food of hope . The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like ...
الصفحة 25
... she fighed as she stood3 , " And gave this fentence then ; Among nine bad if one be good , Among nine bad if one be good , " There's yet one good in ten9 . 66 Count . What , one good in ten ? You corrupt the fong , firrah . Clo . One ...
... she fighed as she stood3 , " And gave this fentence then ; Among nine bad if one be good , Among nine bad if one be good , " There's yet one good in ten9 . 66 Count . What , one good in ten ? You corrupt the fong , firrah . Clo . One ...
الصفحة 26
... She loves to act in as clean linen as any gentlewoman " of her function , about the town ; and truly that's the reafon " that your fincere puritans cannot abide a furplice , because they fay ' tis made of the fame thing that your ...
... She loves to act in as clean linen as any gentlewoman " of her function , about the town ; and truly that's the reafon " that your fincere puritans cannot abide a furplice , because they fay ' tis made of the fame thing that your ...
الصفحة 27
... she wish'd me : alone she was , and did com- municate to herself , her own words to her own ears ; she thought , I dare vow for her , they touch'd not any stranger fenfe . Her matter was , the lov'd your fon : Fortune , fhe faid , was ...
... she wish'd me : alone she was , and did com- municate to herself , her own words to her own ears ; she thought , I dare vow for her , they touch'd not any stranger fenfe . Her matter was , the lov'd your fon : Fortune , fhe faid , was ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
againſt anſwer Autolycus Banquo becauſe beſt Bohemia buſineſs Camillo Clown Count defire Duke Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid fame fatire fear feems fenfe fervant ferve fhall fhew fhould fifter fignifies fince Fleance fleep foldier fome fomething fool fpeak fpeech ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet give hath heaven himſelf honour houſe i'the Illyria itſelf JOHNSON King lady lefs loft lord Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam mafter Malvolio means miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Narbon night o'the obferve occafion paffage perfon pleaſe pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe queen reafon Roffe ſay SCENE Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe Shep Sir Toby ſpeak STEEVENS Thane thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thought ufed underſtand uſe WARBURTON whofe wife Witch word
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الصفحة 330 - By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
الصفحة 414 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty...
الصفحة 417 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
الصفحة 268 - That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
الصفحة 466 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
الصفحة 425 - If we should fail? Lady M. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
الصفحة 428 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
الصفحة 407 - New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould. But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
الصفحة 460 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!— Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse...
الصفحة 101 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.