The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, المجلد 1George Dearborn, 1836 |
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الصفحة 47
... sure ; Let us be jocund : Will you troll the catch You taught me but while - ere ? Ste . At thy request , monster , I will do reason , any reason : Come on , Trinculo , let us sing . [ Sings . Flout ' em , and skout ' em ; and skout ...
... sure ; Let us be jocund : Will you troll the catch You taught me but while - ere ? Ste . At thy request , monster , I will do reason , any reason : Come on , Trinculo , let us sing . [ Sings . Flout ' em , and skout ' em ; and skout ...
الصفحة 50
... sure ? Spirit , Pro . We must prepare to meet with Caliban . , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of it ; but I fear'd , Lest I might anger thee . Pro . Say again , where didst thou leave ...
... sure ? Spirit , Pro . We must prepare to meet with Caliban . , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of it ; but I fear'd , Lest I might anger thee . Pro . Say again , where didst thou leave ...
الصفحة 62
... sure , I think , she holds them prisoners still . Sil . Nay , then he should be blind ; and , being blind , How could he see his way to seek out you ? Val . Why , lady , love hath twenty pair of eyes . Thu. They say , that love hath not ...
... sure , I think , she holds them prisoners still . Sil . Nay , then he should be blind ; and , being blind , How could he see his way to seek out you ? Val . Why , lady , love hath twenty pair of eyes . Thu. They say , that love hath not ...
الصفحة 65
... sure , the match Were rich and honourable ; besides , the gentleman Is full of virtue , bounty , worth , and qualities Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter : Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . No , trust me ; she is ...
... sure , the match Were rich and honourable ; besides , the gentleman Is full of virtue , bounty , worth , and qualities Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter : Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . No , trust me ; she is ...
الصفحة 69
... sure , she is not buried . [ Aside . Sil . Say , that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewise hear ...
... sure , she is not buried . [ Aside . Sil . Say , that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewise hear ...
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Angelo art thou Banquo better Biron blood Boyet brother Caliban Claud Claudio Costard daughter death dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford fortune gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Isab John Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master master doctor means mistress Moth never night old copy reads Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince Proteus SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast thought Thurio tongue Tranio true unto wife woman word
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الصفحة 366 - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
الصفحة 31 - Shakspeare, must enjoy a part : For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and that he, Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the muses...
الصفحة 31 - Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
الصفحة 262 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, "Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull.
الصفحة 325 - What you do, Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
الصفحة 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
الصفحة 30 - Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give. That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses, I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses; For if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers, And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
الصفحة 172 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
الصفحة 360 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macb. . Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck ; and know How tender...
الصفحة 363 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.