The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Tom 2J. Johnson, 1803 |
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Strona 5
... As to your soul seems good . Give me your hand ; I'll privily away : I love the people , But do not like to stage me to their eyes : VOL . II . 7 Extent of power . C Though it do well , I do not relish well Scene I. 5 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... As to your soul seems good . Give me your hand ; I'll privily away : I love the people , But do not like to stage me to their eyes : VOL . II . 7 Extent of power . C Though it do well , I do not relish well Scene I. 5 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
Strona 18
... hand , and hope of action : but we do learn By those that know the very nerves of state , His givings out were of an infinite distance From his true - meant design . Upon his place , And with full line3 of his authority , Governs lord ...
... hand , and hope of action : but we do learn By those that know the very nerves of state , His givings out were of an infinite distance From his true - meant design . Upon his place , And with full line3 of his authority , Governs lord ...
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... hand , sir , his wife is a more respected person than any of us all . Elb . Varlet , thou liest ; thou liest , wicked varlet : the time is yet to come , that she was ever respected with man , woman , or child . Clo . Sir , she was ...
... hand , sir , his wife is a more respected person than any of us all . Elb . Varlet , thou liest ; thou liest , wicked varlet : the time is yet to come , that she was ever respected with man , woman , or child . Clo . Sir , she was ...
Strona 53
... hand that hath made you fair , hath made you good : the goodness , that is cheap in beauty , makes beauty brief in goodness ; but grace , being the soul of your complexion , should keep the body of it ever fair . The assault , that ...
... hand that hath made you fair , hath made you good : the goodness , that is cheap in beauty , makes beauty brief in goodness ; but grace , being the soul of your complexion , should keep the body of it ever fair . The assault , that ...
Strona 58
... hand in the pocket and extracting it clutch'd ? What reply ? Ha ? What say'st thou to this tune , matter , and method ? Is't not drown'd i ' the last rain ? Ha ? What say'st thou , trot ? Is the world as it was , man ? Which is the way ...
... hand in the pocket and extracting it clutch'd ? What reply ? Ha ? What say'st thou to this tune , matter , and method ? Is't not drown'd i ' the last rain ? Ha ? What say'st thou , trot ? Is the world as it was , man ? Which is the way ...
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Strona 47 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Strona 225 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strona 395 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Strona 62 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Strona 395 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Strona 137 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strona 153 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch ; therefore bear you the lantern : This is your charge ; You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Strona 268 - I have had a most rare vision. I have 210 had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, — and methought I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Strona 396 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strona 220 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.