The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measureJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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الصفحة 37
... bears celestial liquor : I will kneel to him . Ste . How didst thou ' scape ? How cam'st thou hither ? swear by this bottle , how thou cam'st hither . I escap'd upon a butt of sack , which the sailors heav'd over - board , by this ...
... bears celestial liquor : I will kneel to him . Ste . How didst thou ' scape ? How cam'st thou hither ? swear by this bottle , how thou cam'st hither . I escap'd upon a butt of sack , which the sailors heav'd over - board , by this ...
الصفحة 38
... bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ; to make a won . der of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I , with my long nails , will dig 38 ...
... bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ; to make a won . der of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I , with my long nails , will dig 38 ...
الصفحة 39
... bear my bottle : Fellow Trinculo , we'll fill him by and by again . Cal . Farewell master ; farewell , farewell . [ Sings drunkenly . Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . Cal . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in ...
... bear my bottle : Fellow Trinculo , we'll fill him by and by again . Cal . Farewell master ; farewell , farewell . [ Sings drunkenly . Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . Cal . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in ...
الصفحة 40
... bear your logs the while : pray give me that ; I'll carry it to the pile . Fer . No , precious creature : I had rather crack my sinews , break my back , Than you should such dishonour undergo , While I sit lazy by . Mira . It would ...
... bear your logs the while : pray give me that ; I'll carry it to the pile . Fer . No , precious creature : I had rather crack my sinews , break my back , Than you should such dishonour undergo , While I sit lazy by . Mira . It would ...
الصفحة 42
... bear witness to this sound , And crown what I profess with kind event , If I speak true ; if hollowly , invert 1 What best is boded me , to mischief ! I , Beyond all limit of what else i ' the world , Do love , prize , honour you . Mira ...
... bear witness to this sound , And crown what I profess with kind event , If I speak true ; if hollowly , invert 1 What best is boded me , to mischief ! I , Beyond all limit of what else i ' the world , Do love , prize , honour you . Mira ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter devil dost thou doth Duke Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host Hugh Evans husband Illyria Isab Julia knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Milan Mira mistress Ford never night Olivia pardon peace Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Hugh sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch Slen Slender speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine What's wife woman word
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الصفحة 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
الصفحة 270 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
الصفحة 17 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
الصفحة 328 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day...
الصفحة 372 - 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...
الصفحة 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
الصفحة 277 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
الصفحة 18 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.