The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, Band 7Tauchnitz, 1844 |
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... foul incest to abuse your soul ; Where now you ' re both a father and a son , By your untimely claspings with your child , ( Which pleasure fits a husband , not a father ) And she an eater of her mother's flesh , By the defiling of her ...
... foul incest to abuse your soul ; Where now you ' re both a father and a son , By your untimely claspings with your child , ( Which pleasure fits a husband , not a father ) And she an eater of her mother's flesh , By the defiling of her ...
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... foul play . " O ! go to . Well , well ; Cle . Of all the faults beneath the heavens , the gods Do like this worst . Be one of those , that think Dion . The pretty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence , And open this to Pericles . I do shame ...
... foul play . " O ! go to . Well , well ; Cle . Of all the faults beneath the heavens , the gods Do like this worst . Be one of those , that think Dion . The pretty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence , And open this to Pericles . I do shame ...
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... Sack- cloth , and in a mighty passion departs . Gow . See , how belief may suffer by foul show ! This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe ; And Pericles , in sorrow all devour'd , With sighs 53 PRINCE OF TYRE . 533.
... Sack- cloth , and in a mighty passion departs . Gow . See , how belief may suffer by foul show ! This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe ; And Pericles , in sorrow all devour'd , With sighs 53 PRINCE OF TYRE . 533.
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... foul death hath made this slaughter . Marina was she call'd ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud , swallow'd some part o ' the earth : Therefore the earth , fearing to be o'erflow'd , Hath Thetis ' birth - child on the heavens ...
... foul death hath made this slaughter . Marina was she call'd ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud , swallow'd some part o ' the earth : Therefore the earth , fearing to be o'erflow'd , Hath Thetis ' birth - child on the heavens ...
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... foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was ' t , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st , were we 79 THE TEMPEST . པ་ 5.
... foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was ' t , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st , were we 79 THE TEMPEST . པ་ 5.
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Anne ARIEL Bawd beauty better Blackfriars theatre Boult Caius Caliban Cleon daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear foul gentle gentlemen give grace grief hath hear heart heaven honour Host HUGH EVANS John Shakespeare king kiss lady Launce live look lord love's Lucrece LYSIMACHUS Madam maid Marina Marry master Brook master doctor Mira mistress Ford Mitylene ne'er never night Pentapolis Pericles poor praise pray prince of Tyre Proteus Quick quoth SCENE Shakespeare Shal shame Silvia Sir John Sir John Falstaff Slen sorrow speak Speed Stratford sweet Sycorax tears tell thee there's thine thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou hast thou shalt thought Thurio thyself tongue Trin unto Valentine weep wife William Shakespeare wilt words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 131 - gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue, than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Seite 406 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Seite 389 - With all triumphant splendour on my brow; But out! alack! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
Seite 430 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks...
Seite 412 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou gav'st, thy own worth then not knowing, Or me, to whom thou gav'st it, else mistaking; So thy great gift, upon misprision growing, Comes...
Seite 131 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Seite 387 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Seite 437 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those 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,...
Seite 405 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Seite 420 - Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom. The mortal moon hath her eclipse endur'd. And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.