The Works of William Shakespeare: Life, Glossary, &c : Reprinted from the Early Editions and Compared with Recent Commentators, Band 1F. Warne, 1875 - 1124 Seiten |
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... honour ! -Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of mine honour precise . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand , and hiding mine honour in my necessity , am ...
... honour ! -Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of mine honour precise . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand , and hiding mine honour in my necessity , am ...
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... honour , It is lord Angelo . Duke . Look where he comes . Enter Angelo . Ang . Always obedient to your grace's will , I come to know your pleasure . Duke . Angelo , There is a kind of character in thy life , That , to th ' observer ...
... honour , It is lord Angelo . Duke . Look where he comes . Enter Angelo . Ang . Always obedient to your grace's will , I come to know your pleasure . Duke . Angelo , There is a kind of character in thy life , That , to th ' observer ...
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... honour know , ( Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue , ) That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher'd with place , or place with wishing , Or that the resolute acting of your blood Could have attain'd th ...
... honour know , ( Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue , ) That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher'd with place , or place with wishing , Or that the resolute acting of your blood Could have attain'd th ...
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... honour's leave . And , I beseech you , look was , as they say , plucked down in the suburbs ; into master Froth here , sir ; a man of four- and now she professes a hot - house , which , I score pound a year ; whose father died at Hal ...
... honour's leave . And , I beseech you , look was , as they say , plucked down in the suburbs ; into master Froth here , sir ; a man of four- and now she professes a hot - house , which , I score pound a year ; whose father died at Hal ...
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... honour , Please but your honour hear me . Ang . Well ; what's your suit ? Isab . There is a vice , that most I do abhor , And most desire should meet the blow of just - But judge you as you are ? O ! think on that ; And mercy then will ...
... honour , Please but your honour hear me . Ang . Well ; what's your suit ? Isab . There is a vice , that most I do abhor , And most desire should meet the blow of just - But judge you as you are ? O ! think on that ; And mercy then will ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Seite 222 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws, and modern instances, And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Seite 472 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge,...
Seite 444 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Seite 389 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Seite 6 - 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.
Seite 182 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Seite 81 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Seite 17 - 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.
Seite 388 - Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.