Merchant of VeniceBernhard Tauchnitz, 1843 - 77 Seiten |
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... hand of heaven . Was this inserted to make interest good ? Or is your gold and silver , ewes and rams ? Shy . I cannot tell : I make it breed as fast . But note me , signior . Ant . - Mark you this , Bassanio , The devil can cite ...
... hand of heaven . Was this inserted to make interest good ? Or is your gold and silver , ewes and rams ? Shy . I cannot tell : I make it breed as fast . But note me , signior . Ant . - Mark you this , Bassanio , The devil can cite ...
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... hand : So is Alcides beaten by his page ; And so may I , blind fortune leading me , Miss that which one unworthier may attain , And die with grieving . Por . You must take your chance ; And either not attempt to choose at all , Or swear ...
... hand : So is Alcides beaten by his page ; And so may I , blind fortune leading me , Miss that which one unworthier may attain , And die with grieving . Por . You must take your chance ; And either not attempt to choose at all , Or swear ...
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... hand at the next turning , but at the next turning of all , on your left ; marry , at the very next turning , turn of no hand , but turn down indirectly to the Jew's house . Gob . By God's sonties , ' t will be a hard way to hit . Can ...
... hand at the next turning , but at the next turning of all , on your left ; marry , at the very next turning , turn of no hand , but turn down indirectly to the Jew's house . Gob . By God's sonties , ' t will be a hard way to hit . Can ...
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... hand : in faith , ' t is a fair hand ; And whiter than the paper it writ on , Is the fair hand that writ . Gra . Love - news , in faith . Laun . By your leave , Sir . Lor . Whither goest thou ? Laun . Marry , Sir , to bid my old master ...
... hand : in faith , ' t is a fair hand ; And whiter than the paper it writ on , Is the fair hand that writ . Gra . Love - news , in faith . Laun . By your leave , Sir . Lor . Whither goest thou ? Laun . Marry , Sir , to bid my old master ...
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... hand . If thou be'st rated by thy estimation , Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough May not extend so far as to the lady ; And yet to be afeard of my deserving Were but a weak disabling of myself . As much as I deserve ? - Why ...
... hand . If thou be'st rated by thy estimation , Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough May not extend so far as to the lady ; And yet to be afeard of my deserving Were but a weak disabling of myself . As much as I deserve ? - Why ...
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Apartment in PORTIA'S argosies art thou bag-pipe Bass Bellario Belmont blood bond casket choose chooseth Christian clerk court daughter dear deny deserves devil doctor dost doth Duke Enter BASSANIO Enter PORTIA Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady faith father fear fool forfeit forfeiture fortune Genoa gentle gentleman give gold hath hazard hear heart heaven honest honour husband Jailor Jew's Jew's house justice lady Laun Launcelot Gobbo leave letter look lord Bassanio lov'd madam marry masque merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy merry mistress never night oath Padua pardon PORTIA'S House pound of flesh pray thee Prince of Morocco Rialto Salan SALANIO Salar SALARINO Salerio SCENE Signior Antonio sola soul speak stand swear sweet tell thing thou shalt three thousand ducats to-night Tripolis true Tubal unto Venice wife
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Seite 367 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Seite 358 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond ; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit , As who should say, / am sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips let no dog bark!
Seite 359 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 422 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Seite 365 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Seite 365 - I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Seite 422 - In such a night, Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew : And with an unthrift love did run from Venice, As far as Belmont. Jes. And in such a night...
Seite 413 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and...
Seite 413 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of...
Seite 399 - O sweet Portia. Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words, That ever blotted paper ! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman...