The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Том 13 |
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... Corn- And you , our no less loving son of Albany , We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . Burgundy , The princes , France and Great rivals in our youngest ...
... Corn- And you , our no less loving son of Albany , We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . Burgundy , The princes , France and Great rivals in our youngest ...
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... Corn . Dear sir , forbear . Kent . Do ; Kill thy physician , and the fee bestow Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent clamor from my throat , I'll tell thee thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On ...
... Corn . Dear sir , forbear . Kent . Do ; Kill thy physician , and the fee bestow Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent clamor from my throat , I'll tell thee thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On ...
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... Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , ( Which I can call but now ) I have heard strange news . Re . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short , Which can pursue the offender . How dost , my lord ? Glos . O , madam ...
... Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , ( Which I can call but now ) I have heard strange news . Re . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short , Which can pursue the offender . How dost , my lord ? Glos . O , madam ...
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... Corn . Edmund , I hear that you have shown your A child - like office . Nor I , assure thee , Regan.— Edm . ' Twas my duty , sir . father Glos . He did bewray his practice ; 1 and received This hurt you see , striving to apprehend him .
... Corn . Edmund , I hear that you have shown your A child - like office . Nor I , assure thee , Regan.— Edm . ' Twas my duty , sir . father Glos . He did bewray his practice ; 1 and received This hurt you see , striving to apprehend him .
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... Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; He dies , that strikes again . What is the matter ? Re . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No ...
... Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; He dies , that strikes again . What is the matter ? Re . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No ...
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Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy canst Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool France FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poor Pr'ythee pray prince Regan ROMEO AND JULIET Samp SCENE Servants SHAK sirrah sister slain sleep speak stand stay Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt Verona vex'd villain weep word
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Сторінка 13 - Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
Сторінка 204 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Сторінка 27 - 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.
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