The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Tom 1S. King, 1831 |
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Strona 51
... look , what a wardrobe here is for thee ! Cal . Let it alone , thou fool : it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to a frippery : -O king Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown , Trinculo ; by this hand , I'll have ...
... look , what a wardrobe here is for thee ! Cal . Let it alone , thou fool : it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to a frippery : -O king Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown , Trinculo ; by this hand , I'll have ...
Strona 53
... look in . My dukedom , since you have given me again , I will requite you with as good a thing ; At least , bring forth a wonder , to content ye , As much as me my dukedom . The entrance of the Cell opens , and discovers FER- DINAND and ...
... look in . My dukedom , since you have given me again , I will requite you with as good a thing ; At least , bring forth a wonder , to content ye , As much as me my dukedom . The entrance of the Cell opens , and discovers FER- DINAND and ...
Strona 54
... look'd [ Pointing to CALIBAN . Pro . He is as disproportion'd in his manners , As in his shape : -Go , sirrah , to my cell ; Take with you your companions ; as you look To have my pardon , trim it handsomely . Cal . Ay , that I will ...
... look'd [ Pointing to CALIBAN . Pro . He is as disproportion'd in his manners , As in his shape : -Go , sirrah , to my cell ; Take with you your companions ; as you look To have my pardon , trim it handsomely . Cal . Ay , that I will ...
Strona 59
... Look , what thou want'st , shall be sent after thee : No more of stay ; to - morrow thou must go.- Come on , Panthino ; you shall be employed To hasten on his expedition . [ Exeunt ANT . and PANT . Pro . Thus have I shunn'd the fire ...
... Look , what thou want'st , shall be sent after thee : No more of stay ; to - morrow thou must go.- Come on , Panthino ; you shall be employed To hasten on his expedition . [ Exeunt ANT . and PANT . Pro . Thus have I shunn'd the fire ...
Strona 61
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it : This shoe is my father : -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is ...
... look you , wept herself blind at my parting . Nay , I'll show you the manner of it : This shoe is my father : -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is ...
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Strona 352 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Strona 360 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strona 352 - Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Strona 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Strona 30 - 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. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Strona 223 - 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 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.
Strona 10 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Strona 52 - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Strona 254 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Strona 352 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.