The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Том 9R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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alludes ancient Antony and Cleopatra appears bawd believe Bianca BOSWELL Brabantio brother called Cassio Claudio Cymbeline Cyprus death Desdemona devil dost doth DUKE edit emendation EMIL EMILIA Enter ESCAL Exeunt Exit expression false faults fool friar give grace Hamlet handkerchief hast hath hear heart heaven HENLEY honest honour Iago ISAB Isabella jealousy JOHNSON King Henry King Lear LAGO LUCIO Macbeth MALONE married MASON means Michael Cassio modern editors Moor never night old copy Othello pardon passage perhaps phrase play poet Pompey pray PROV Provost quarto quarto reads Rape of Lucrece RITSON Roderigo says scene second folio seems sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Sir Thomas Hanmer soul speak speech STEEVENS suppose thee Theobald thing thou art thought tongue Troilus and Cressida true Venice villain virtue WARBURTON wife woman word Отн
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Сторінка 265 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs...
Сторінка 39 - Men give like gods ; but when they weep and kneel, All their petitions are as freely theirs As they themselves would owe them.
Сторінка 260 - And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine.
Сторінка 64 - 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. Merciful heaven...
Сторінка 378 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Сторінка 104 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Сторінка 202 - I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband.
Сторінка 61 - Alas, alas ! Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took Found out the remedy.
Сторінка 352 - Think, my lord! By heaven he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown...
Сторінка 433 - Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction ; had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head, Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience...