The Works of William Shakespeare: King Lear. Othello. Antony and Cleopatra. CymbelineMacmillan, 1892 |
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Anon Antony Becket conj Bodl Brabantio Cæs Cæsar Capell conj Cassio Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Collier Cymbeline Cyprus Daniel conj Desdemona Divided Dyce Edgar Elze conj Emil ends the lines Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit F₁ F₁F2 father fool Gent Glou Gould conj Grant White GUIDERIUS Hanmer hath hear heart heaven honour Hudson Hyphened Iach Iago Jackson conj Jennens Johnson conj Keightley Kent king lady Lear line ends line in Ff line in Qq lord madam Malone Mark Antony Mason conj Nicholson conj night noble Omitted in Ff Omitted in Qq Othello Pisanio Pompey Pope Posthumus pray Prithee Prose in Qq Q₁ Q₁Ff Q₂Q3 QqFf Quarto queen Re-enter reading Roderigo SCENE Seymour conj speak Staunton conj Steevens conj sword thee Theobald Vaughan conj Walker conj Warburton
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Сторінка 106 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Сторінка 92 - No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Сторінка 203 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou 'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir.
Сторінка 570 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied, As all the tuned spheres : and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Сторінка 204 - Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Сторінка 577 - Saucy lictors Will catch at us, like strumpets ; and scald rhymers Ballad us out o' tune : the quick comedians Extemporally will stage us, and present Our Alexandrian revels : Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness I
Сторінка 23 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Сторінка 450 - Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Сторінка 316 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The .immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Сторінка 305 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.