Hamlet: And As You Like It. A Specimen of an Edition of Shakespeareauthor, 1832 - 486 стор. |
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... blood , Disasters in the sun ; ( 19 ) and the moist star , ( 20 ) Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands , Was sick almost to dooms - day with eclipse . And even the like precurse of fierce events , ( 21 ) As harbingers preceding ...
... blood , Disasters in the sun ; ( 19 ) and the moist star , ( 20 ) Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands , Was sick almost to dooms - day with eclipse . And even the like precurse of fierce events , ( 21 ) As harbingers preceding ...
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... blood ; A violet in the youth of primy nature , * Forward , not permanent , sweet , not lasting , The [ pérfume and ] suppliance of a minute ; ' No more . ОРН . No more but so ? LAER . Think it no more : * So 4tos . Froward . 1623 , 32 ...
... blood ; A violet in the youth of primy nature , * Forward , not permanent , sweet , not lasting , The [ pérfume and ] suppliance of a minute ; ' No more . ОРН . No more but so ? LAER . Think it no more : * So 4tos . Froward . 1623 , 32 ...
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... blood burns , how prodigal the soul + I. O. C. through- ‡ almost all . 4tos . gives . 1623 , 32 . Lends & the tongue vows : these blazes , daughter , So 4to . Giving more light than heat , -extinct in both , Even in their promise , as ...
... blood burns , how prodigal the soul + I. O. C. through- ‡ almost all . 4tos . gives . 1623 , 32 . Lends & the tongue vows : these blazes , daughter , So 4to . Giving more light than heat , -extinct in both , Even in their promise , as ...
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... blood ; Make thy two eyes , like stars , start from their spheres ; ( 97 ) * knotted . Thy knotty * and combined locks to part , 4tos . And each particular hair to stand on end , " + porpen- Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : + ...
... blood ; Make thy two eyes , like stars , start from their spheres ; ( 97 ) * knotted . Thy knotty * and combined locks to part , 4tos . And each particular hair to stand on end , " + porpen- Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : + ...
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... blood of man , That , swift as quicksilver , it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And , with a sudden vigour , it doth posset And curd , like eager¶ droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it ...
... blood of man , That , swift as quicksilver , it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And , with a sudden vigour , it doth posset And curd , like eager¶ droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it ...
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Сторінка 92 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Сторінка 117 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Сторінка 34 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Сторінка 96 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will. My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Сторінка 77 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Сторінка 58 - What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form, and moving, how express and admirable! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals ! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me, nor woman neither; though, by your smiling, you seem to say so.
Сторінка 77 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Сторінка 68 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Сторінка 48 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Сторінка 67 - Am I a coward ? Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by the nose ? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this ? Ha!