Merchant of VeniceGinn brothers, 1872 - 172 Seiten |
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Seite 95
... tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine , Or sporting Kid , or Marlowe's mighty line : And , though thou hadst small Latin and less Greek , From thence to honour thee I would not seek For names ; but call forth thundering Eschylus ...
... tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine , Or sporting Kid , or Marlowe's mighty line : And , though thou hadst small Latin and less Greek , From thence to honour thee I would not seek For names ; but call forth thundering Eschylus ...
Seite 100
... tell not me : I know Antonio Is sad to think upon his merchandise . Ant . Believe me , no : I thank my fortune for it , My ventures are not in one bottom trusted , 10 Nor to one place ; nor is my whole estate Upon the fortune of this ...
... tell not me : I know Antonio Is sad to think upon his merchandise . Ant . Believe me , no : I thank my fortune for it , My ventures are not in one bottom trusted , 10 Nor to one place ; nor is my whole estate Upon the fortune of this ...
Seite 102
... tell thee what , Antonio , - I love thee , and it is my love that speaks , 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 ...
... tell thee what , Antonio , - I love thee , and it is my love that speaks , 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 ...
Seite 103
... tell me now , what lady is the same To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage , That you to - day promis'd to tell me of ? 22 Bass . ' Tis not unknown to you , Antonio , How much I have disabled mine estate , By something showing a more ...
... tell me now , what lady is the same To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage , That you to - day promis'd to tell me of ? 22 Bass . ' Tis not unknown to you , Antonio , How much I have disabled mine estate , By something showing a more ...
Seite 111
... tell ; I make it breed as fast . But note me , Signior . Ant . Mark you this , Bassanio , The Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose . An evil soul , producing holy witness , Is like a villain with a smiling cheek , A goodly apple ...
... tell ; I make it breed as fast . But note me , Signior . Ant . Mark you this , Bassanio , The Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose . An evil soul , producing holy witness , Is like a villain with a smiling cheek , A goodly apple ...
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Bass Bellario Belmont Ben Jonson better bond casket Chiromancy choose chooseth Christian daughter Devil dost doth Duke Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady father fear flesh folio fool forfeit fortune Francis Meres gentle give gold grace Gratiano hath hear heart Heaven honour husband Jess Jessica Jew's judge judgment Julius Cæsar justice King Lear lady Laun look Lord Bassanio Lorenzo Madam married means Merchant of Venice mercy merry mind MUSIC READER Nerissa never night oath old copies peize play Poet Poet's Portia PORTIA'S House pray thee Prince printed quarto Rialto Richard Burbage Richard III ring Room in PORTIA'S SALARINO scene sense Servant Shakespeare shalt Shylock sola Solanio soul speak Stratford swear sweet tell thing three thousand ducats Tubal Twelfth Night unto wife Winter's Tale word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 99 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Seite 90 - I am as sorry as if the original fault had been my fault, because myself have seen his demeanour no less civil than he excellent in the quality he professes: besides, divers of worship have reported his uprightness of dealing which argues his honesty, and his facetious grace in writing, that approves his art.
Seite 109 - 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 96 - Triumph, my Britain! Thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Seite 112 - 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 103 - 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 141 - You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am: though for myself alone I would not be ambitious in my wish To wish myself much better, yet for you I would be trebled twenty times myself, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich; That only to stand high in your account, I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends, Exceed account.
Seite 157 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Seite 156 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. SHY. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Seite 95 - To draw no envy (Shakespeare) on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much...