The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, Том 1 |
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... fear , you have done yourself some wrong : a word . Mira . Why speaks my father so ungently ? This Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer . O , if a virgin ...
... fear , you have done yourself some wrong : a word . Mira . Why speaks my father so ungently ? This Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer . O , if a virgin ...
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... fear , for ever : Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this business ' making , Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Your own . Alon . So is the dearest of the loss . My lord Sebastian , Gon . The truth you speak doth ...
... fear , for ever : Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this business ' making , Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Your own . Alon . So is the dearest of the loss . My lord Sebastian , Gon . The truth you speak doth ...
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... fear , or sloth . Seb . Pr'ythee , say on : The setting of thine eye , and cheek , proclaim A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . Ant . Thus , sir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this ...
... fear , or sloth . Seb . Pr'ythee , say on : The setting of thine eye , and cheek , proclaim A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . Ant . Thus , sir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this ...
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... fear of the storm : and art thou living , Stephano ? O Stephano , two Neapolitans ' scap'd ! Ste . Pr'ythee , do not turn me about ; my stomach is not constant . Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not sprites . That's a brave ...
... fear of the storm : and art thou living , Stephano ? O Stephano , two Neapolitans ' scap'd ! Ste . Pr'ythee , do not turn me about ; my stomach is not constant . Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not sprites . That's a brave ...
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... 't please you taste of what is here ? " Alon . Not I. Gon . Faith , sir , you need not fear : When we were boys , • Show . VOL . I. + Certainly . I Wonder . D Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - Scene III , TEMPEST .
... 't please you taste of what is here ? " Alon . Not I. Gon . Faith , sir , you need not fear : When we were boys , • Show . VOL . I. + Certainly . I Wonder . D Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - Scene III , TEMPEST .
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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 Anne 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 speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio to-morrow Trin Valentine What's wife woman word
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Сторінка 25 - 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.
Сторінка 353 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder...
Сторінка 71 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Сторінка 352 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Сторінка 61 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune...
Сторінка 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Сторінка 16 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Сторінка 323 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Сторінка 366 - And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Сторінка 61 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.