The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, from the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed: With Glossarial Notes, Life, &c, Том 5Routledge, Warne & Routledge, 1862 |
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... thou Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns ? How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven from ...
... thou Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns ? How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven from ...
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... thou catch any fishes then ? Per . I never practised it . 2 Fish . Nay , then thou wilt starve sure ; for here's nothing to be got now - a - days , unless thou canst fish for't . Per . What I have been , I have forgot to know ; But what ...
... thou catch any fishes then ? Per . I never practised it . 2 Fish . Nay , then thou wilt starve sure ; for here's nothing to be got now - a - days , unless thou canst fish for't . Per . What I have been , I have forgot to know ; But what ...
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... Thou God of this great vast , rebuke these surges , Which wash both heaven and hell ; and thou , that hast Upon the winds command , bind them in brass , Having call'd them from the deep ! O still thy deaf'ning , Thy dreadful thunders ...
... Thou God of this great vast , rebuke these surges , Which wash both heaven and hell ; and thou , that hast Upon the winds command , bind them in brass , Having call'd them from the deep ! O still thy deaf'ning , Thy dreadful thunders ...
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... thou wilt not , wilt thou ? Blow , and split thyself . 2 Sail . But sea - room , an the brine and cloudy billow kiss the moon , I care not . 1 Sail . Sir , your queen must overboard ; the sea works high , the wind is loud , and will not ...
... thou wilt not , wilt thou ? Blow , and split thyself . 2 Sail . But sea - room , an the brine and cloudy billow kiss the moon , I care not . 1 Sail . Sir , your queen must overboard ; the sea works high , the wind is loud , and will not ...
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... thou hast a heart That even cracks for woe ; -This chanced to - night . 2 Gent . Most likely , Sir . Cer . Nay ... thou stirr'st , thou block ! - The music there . - I pray you , give her air : - Gentlemen , This queen will live : nature ...
... thou hast a heart That even cracks for woe ; -This chanced to - night . 2 Gent . Most likely , Sir . Cer . Nay ... thou stirr'st , thou block ! - The music there . - I pray you , give her air : - Gentlemen , This queen will live : nature ...
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Сторінка 502 - CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, . . . these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without...
Сторінка 465 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Сторінка 474 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Сторінка 461 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou...
Сторінка 487 - The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath?
Сторінка 472 - The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses. Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd, and unrespected fade; Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made: And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
Сторінка 463 - May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it, But that I hope some good conceit of thine In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it; Till whatsoever star that guides my moving Points on me graciously with fair aspect And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving, To show me worthy of thy sweet respect: Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee; Till then not show my head where thou mayst prove me.
Сторінка 394 - By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill, Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still ; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear ; And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passing-bell.
Сторінка 500 - When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best...
Сторінка 473 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.