The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Band 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... play had we , that we came from thence ? But what my power might else exact . Or blesséd was ' t we did ? Mira . Pro . O , the heavens ! Both , both , my girl ; - - like one , Who , having , unto truth , by telling of it , Made such a ...
... play had we , that we came from thence ? But what my power might else exact . Or blesséd was ' t we did ? Mira . Pro . O , the heavens ! Both , both , my girl ; - - like one , Who , having , unto truth , by telling of it , Made such a ...
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... ' hot minion is returned again ; Her waspish - headed son has broke his arrows , Swears he will shoot no more , but play with spar- rows , And be a boy right out . Ari . Ay , my commander ; when I presented 26 ACT IV . SCENE I. TEMPEST .
... ' hot minion is returned again ; Her waspish - headed son has broke his arrows , Swears he will shoot no more , but play with spar- rows , And be a boy right out . Ari . Ay , my commander ; when I presented 26 ACT IV . SCENE I. TEMPEST .
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... play me false . Fer . No , my dearest love , I would not for the world . Mira . Yes , for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle , And I would call it fair play . Alon . If this prove A vision of the island , one dear son Shall I twice ...
... play me false . Fer . No , my dearest love , I would not for the world . Mira . Yes , for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle , And I would call it fair play . Alon . If this prove A vision of the island , one dear son Shall I twice ...
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... play ? Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Is she the goddess that hath served us , And brought us thus together ? Fer . Sir , she ' s mortal ; But by immortal Providence she's mine ; I chose her when I could not ask my ...
... play ? Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Is she the goddess that hath served us , And brought us thus together ? Fer . Sir , she ' s mortal ; But by immortal Providence she's mine ; I chose her when I could not ask my ...
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... , Unless I be relieved by prayer ; Which pierces so , that it assaults Mercy itself , and frees all faults . As you from crimes would pardoned be , Let your indulgence set me free . " Play the men . " - Act I. , ACT V. SCENE I. TEMPEST .
... , Unless I be relieved by prayer ; Which pierces so , that it assaults Mercy itself , and frees all faults . As you from crimes would pardoned be , Let your indulgence set me free . " Play the men . " - Act I. , ACT V. SCENE I. TEMPEST .
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Seite 60 - 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 helped, 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.