Longmans' School Shakespeare: Consisting of Twelve of the Most Suitable Plays for School ReadingLongmans, Green & Company, 1908 - 816 Seiten |
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... sword may prove . NOR . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : ' Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The blood is hot that must be cooled for ...
... sword may prove . NOR . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : ' Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The blood is hot that must be cooled for ...
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... sword I swear , Which gently laid my knighthood on my shoulder , I'll answer thee in any fair degree , Or chivalrous design of knightly trial : 75 80 And when I mount , alive may I not light , If I be a traitor or unjustly fight ! K ...
... sword I swear , Which gently laid my knighthood on my shoulder , I'll answer thee in any fair degree , Or chivalrous design of knightly trial : 75 80 And when I mount , alive may I not light , If I be a traitor or unjustly fight ! K ...
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... swords and lances arbitrate The swelling difference of your settled hate ; Since we cannot atone you , we shall see Justice design the victor's chivalry . 20 Lord marshal , command our officers at arms Be ready to direct these home ...
... swords and lances arbitrate The swelling difference of your settled hate ; Since we cannot atone you , we shall see Justice design the victor's chivalry . 20 Lord marshal , command our officers at arms Be ready to direct these home ...
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... swords ; And for we think the eagle - winged pride Of sky - aspiring and ambitious thoughts , 115 120 125 130 With rival - hating envy , set on you To wake our peace , which in our country's cradle Draws the sweet infant breath of ...
... swords ; And for we think the eagle - winged pride Of sky - aspiring and ambitious thoughts , 115 120 125 130 With rival - hating envy , set on you To wake our peace , which in our country's cradle Draws the sweet infant breath of ...
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... sword your banished hands ; Swear by the duty that you owe to God— Our part therein we banish with yourselves— To keep the oath that we administer : You never shall , so help you truth and God ! Embrace each other's love in banishment ...
... sword your banished hands ; Swear by the duty that you owe to God— Our part therein we banish with yourselves— To keep the oath that we administer : You never shall , so help you truth and God ! Embrace each other's love in banishment ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Antonio art thou Banquo bear blood BOLING brother Brutus Cæsar CASCA Cassius CLOWN COMINIUS Coriolanus cousin crown dead dear death dost doth DUCH DUKE ELIZ Enter Exeunt Exit eyes FABIAN fair Farewell father fear fool friends gentle give GLOU grace Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour is't Julius Cæsar king lady LAER Laertes live look lord Lysander MACB Macbeth MACD madam majesty Malvolio Marcius Mark Antony marry master MURD never night noble OLIVIA peace PIST POLONIUS poor pray prince prithee QUEEN Re-enter RICH Richard Rome Rosalind SCENE SIR ANDREW SIR TOBY sleep soldier soul speak stand STEPH swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine things thou art thou hast Titinius tongue true unto VIOLA word ΜΕΝ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 673 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Seite 183 - 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 660 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Seite 587 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried, "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more!
Seite 681 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence? And what's in prayer but this twofold force, To be forestalled ere we come to fall Or pardon'd...
Seite 546 - Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it; It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Seite 70 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Seite 545 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are...
Seite 547 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Seite 243 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.