The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Том 4R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... fpeak to the mariners : -fall to't yarely , or we run ourselves aground : beftir , be- ftir . [ Exit . Enter Mariners . Boatf . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : take in the top - fail ; tend to thy ...
... fpeak to the mariners : -fall to't yarely , or we run ourselves aground : beftir , be- ftir . [ Exit . Enter Mariners . Boatf . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : take in the top - fail ; tend to thy ...
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... fpeak ; Ari . Sir , in Argler . Pro . Oh , was the fo ? I muft , [ tell me . Once in a month , recount what thou hast been , Which thou forgett't . This damn'd witch , Sycorax , For mischiefs manifold , and forceries terrible To enter ...
... fpeak ; Ari . Sir , in Argler . Pro . Oh , was the fo ? I muft , [ tell me . Once in a month , recount what thou hast been , Which thou forgett't . This damn'd witch , Sycorax , For mischiefs manifold , and forceries terrible To enter ...
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... fpeak , taught thee each hour , One thing or other : when thou didst not , favage , Know thy own meaning , but would'ft gabble like A thing more brutish , I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known : But thy vile race ...
... fpeak , taught thee each hour , One thing or other : when thou didst not , favage , Know thy own meaning , but would'ft gabble like A thing more brutish , I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known : But thy vile race ...
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... fpeak ? Seb . I do ; and , furely , It is a fleepy language ; and thou speak'st Out of thy fleep : What is it thou didst say ? This is a ftrange repofe , to be asleep [ and With eyes wide open ; ftanding , fpeaking , moving And And yet ...
... fpeak ? Seb . I do ; and , furely , It is a fleepy language ; and thou speak'st Out of thy fleep : What is it thou didst say ? This is a ftrange repofe , to be asleep [ and With eyes wide open ; ftanding , fpeaking , moving And And yet ...
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... fpeak well of his friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul fpeeches , and to detract . If all the wine in my bot- tle will recover him , I will help his ague : Come- Amen : I will pour fome in thy other mouth . Trin . Stephano Ste ...
... fpeak well of his friend ; his backward voice is to utter foul fpeeches , and to detract . If all the wine in my bot- tle will recover him , I will help his ague : Come- Amen : I will pour fome in thy other mouth . Trin . Stephano Ste ...
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Achilles Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Antenor ARIEL art thou beſt better Calchas Caliban Cordelia Creffid daughter dear Diomed doth Duke Edmund elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem fhall fhew fhould fifter fince flain fleep fome fool foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill ftrange fuch fwear fweet fword give Glofter hath heart Hect Hector himſelf honour houfe houſe Illyria itſelf Kent king lady Lear lord madam mafter Malvolio Menelaus Mira moft monſter moſt muft muſt myſelf Naples Neft night PANDARUS Patr Patroclus pleaſe pr'ythee praiſe pray Priam purpoſe reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Sir Toby ſpeak ſtand Sycorax tell thee thefe Ther there's theſe thine thofe thou art Trin Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyffes whofe worfe yourſelf
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Сторінка 73 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, '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.
Сторінка 72 - And mine shall Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...
Сторінка 43 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Сторінка 2 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
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Сторінка 94 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
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Сторінка 62 - O, reason not the need: our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm. — But, for true need...
Сторінка 35 - 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.
Сторінка 35 - 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.