ComediesD. Appleton, 1876 |
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... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffer'd With those that I saw ...
... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffer'd With those that I saw ...
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... without in corresponding Pur , noun is quite akespearean , & is Wow allowable . MIRA . But that I do not . PRO . Twelve year since , Miranda , twelve year since , ༣༩ མནན " Thy father was the duke of Milan 8 ACT 1 . THE TEMPEST .
... without in corresponding Pur , noun is quite akespearean , & is Wow allowable . MIRA . But that I do not . PRO . Twelve year since , Miranda , twelve year since , ༣༩ མནན " Thy father was the duke of Milan 8 ACT 1 . THE TEMPEST .
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... father ? PRO . Thy mother was a piece of virtue , and She said thou wast my daughter ; and thy father Was duke of Milan ; and his only heir And princess no worse issued . MIRA . O , the heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came ...
... father ? PRO . Thy mother was a piece of virtue , and She said thou wast my daughter ; and thy father Was duke of Milan ; and his only heir And princess no worse issued . MIRA . O , the heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came ...
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... father's wrack , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury , and my passion , With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' t is gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings ...
... father's wrack , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury , and my passion , With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' t is gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings ...
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... father wrack'd . MIRA . Alack , for mercy ! FER . Yes , faith , and all his lords ; the duke of Milan , And his ... 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 ...
... father wrack'd . MIRA . Alack , for mercy ! FER . Yes , faith , and all his lords ; the duke of Milan , And his ... 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 ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Angelo Anne Antipholus Ariel BEAT Beatrice Benedick BIRON BOYET brother CAIUS Caliban CLAUD Claudio Collier corrector Costard daughter DOGB doth Dromio DUKE Enter Ephesus ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father folio fool FORD friar gentle gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give grace hath hear heart heaven Hero hither honour HOST husband ISAB John KING lady LAUN leiger LEON Leonato letter look lord LUCIO madam maid Marry master Brook master constable master doctor merry MIRA mistress MOTH never night PEDRO Pompey pray prince Prospero Proteus PROV Provost QUICK SCENE Shakspere Shakspere's SHAL signior Silvia Sir John Falstaff SLEN Slender speak SPEED spirit sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast Thurio tongue TRIN true Valentine villain wife woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 44 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Seite 576 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Seite 284 - 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 4.
Seite 546 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Seite 52 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Seite 441 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 134 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.
Seite 58 - The charm dissolves apace, And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Seite 308 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly -were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day. Lights that do mislead the morn. But my kisses bring again, bring again. Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.
Seite 576 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.