Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Pericles. PoemsG. Barrie & Son, 1894 |
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... friends to Antony . AGRIPPA , DOLABELLA , friends to Cæsar . - PROCULEIUS , THYREUS , GALLUS , MENAS , MENECRATES , friends to Pompey . VARRIUS , TAURUS , lieutenant - general to Cæsar . CANIDIUS , lieutenant - general to Antony ...
... friends to Antony . AGRIPPA , DOLABELLA , friends to Cæsar . - PROCULEIUS , THYREUS , GALLUS , MENAS , MENECRATES , friends to Pompey . VARRIUS , TAURUS , lieutenant - general to Cæsar . CANIDIUS , lieutenant - general to Antony ...
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... friends of them , jointing their force ' gainst Cæsar ; Whose better issue in the war , from Italy , Upon the first encounter , drave them . Ant . Well , what worst ? Mess . The nature of bad news infects the teller . 99 On : Ant . When ...
... friends of them , jointing their force ' gainst Cæsar ; Whose better issue in the war , from Italy , Upon the first encounter , drave them . Ant . Well , what worst ? Mess . The nature of bad news infects the teller . 99 On : Ant . When ...
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... friends in Rome * Expedition . Petition us at home : Sextus Pompeius Hath given the dare to Cæsar , and commands The empire of the sea : our slippery people , Whose love is never link'd to the deserver Till his deserts are past , begin ...
... friends in Rome * Expedition . Petition us at home : Sextus Pompeius Hath given the dare to Cæsar , and commands The empire of the sea : our slippery people , Whose love is never link'd to the deserver Till his deserts are past , begin ...
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... Mine ear must pluck it thence . Alex . Good friend , ' quoth he , ' Say , the firm Roman to great Egypt sends This treasure of an oyster ; at whose foot , • To mend the pretty present , I will piece Her 18 [ ACT I ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
... Mine ear must pluck it thence . Alex . Good friend , ' quoth he , ' Say , the firm Roman to great Egypt sends This treasure of an oyster ; at whose foot , • To mend the pretty present , I will piece Her 18 [ ACT I ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
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... friends , Mecænas ; ask Agrippa . Lep . * Agree . 20 That which combined us was most great , and let not A leaner action rend us . What's amiss , May it be gently heard : when we debate Our trivial difference loud , we do commit Murder ...
... friends , Mecænas ; ask Agrippa . Lep . * Agree . 20 That which combined us was most great , and let not A leaner action rend us . What's amiss , May it be gently heard : when we debate Our trivial difference loud , we do commit Murder ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Antony ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA Bawd beauty blood Boult breath Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian cheek Cleo CLEON Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fair false fear fortune foul friends Fulvia Gent gentle give gods grace grief GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Julius Cæsar king kiss lady lips live look lord love's Lucrece Lysimachus madam Marina Mark Antony mistress Mytilene ne'er never night noble Parthia Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio pity poison'd Pompey poor Post Posthumus praise pray prince Proculeius queen quoth Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE shalt shame sorrow speak sweet tears tell Thaisa thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue true unto weep wilt worth ΙΟ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 27 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made *» The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Seite 412 - That time of year thou mayst 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 see'st 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. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consum'd with that...
Seite 390 - 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...
Seite 394 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, — and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remembered, such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Seite 395 - And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste : Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, 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.
Seite 421 - HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness every where! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords...
Seite 434 - Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, — and prov'd, a very woe; Before, a joy propos'd; behind, a dream.
Seite 395 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Seite 176 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 28 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description ; she did lie In her pavilion, cloth-of-gold of tissue, O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature ; on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,...