Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King LearCharles Whittingham, 1826 |
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Side 45
... us . Shakspeare has many similar elipses . Thus in Julius Cæsar : - ' Thine honourable metal may be wrought From what it is dispos'd [ to ] . ' See the next Scene , note 5 . I know her women are about her ; What If SC . III . 45 CYMBELINE .
... us . Shakspeare has many similar elipses . Thus in Julius Cæsar : - ' Thine honourable metal may be wrought From what it is dispos'd [ to ] . ' See the next Scene , note 5 . I know her women are about her ; What If SC . III . 45 CYMBELINE .
Side 58
... could not lightly do a man more vengeance , than in this world to grant him his own foolish wishes .'- Sir T. More's Comfort against Tribulation . And conquer'd it , Cassibelan , thine uncle ( Famous 58 ACT II . CYMBELINE .
... could not lightly do a man more vengeance , than in this world to grant him his own foolish wishes .'- Sir T. More's Comfort against Tribulation . And conquer'd it , Cassibelan , thine uncle ( Famous 58 ACT II . CYMBELINE .
Side 59
William Shakespeare. And conquer'd it , Cassibelan , thine uncle ( Famous in Cæsar's praises , no whit less Than in his feats deserving it ) , for him , And his succession , granted Rome a tribute , Yearly three thousand pounds ; which ...
William Shakespeare. And conquer'd it , Cassibelan , thine uncle ( Famous in Cæsar's praises , no whit less Than in his feats deserving it ) , for him , And his succession , granted Rome a tribute , Yearly three thousand pounds ; which ...
Side 61
... thine enemy : Receive it from me , then : -War , and confusion , In Cæsar's name pronounce I ' gainst thee : look For fury not to be resisted : -Thus defied , I thank thee for myself . Cym . Thou art welcome , Caius . Thy Cæsar knighted ...
... thine enemy : Receive it from me , then : -War , and confusion , In Cæsar's name pronounce I ' gainst thee : look For fury not to be resisted : -Thus defied , I thank thee for myself . Cym . Thou art welcome , Caius . Thy Cæsar knighted ...
Side 71
... thine own hands take away her life : 6 mother , ' as they supposed it to be . The grammatical construc- tion requires that the poet should have written to thy grave ; ' but we have frequent instances of this change of persons not only ...
... thine own hands take away her life : 6 mother , ' as they supposed it to be . The grammatical construc- tion requires that the poet should have written to thy grave ; ' but we have frequent instances of this change of persons not only ...
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Cymbeline ; Titus Andronicus ; Pericles ; King Lear William Shakespeare,Henry Norman Hudson Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1864 |
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Bassianus Bawd better blood Boult brother Cloten Cordelia Cymbeline daughter dead death DIONYZA dost doth EDGAR Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio Fool Gent gentleman give Gloster gods Goneril Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Kent King Lear lady Lavinia Lear lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Malone Marcus Marina means mistress never night noble o'the old copy reads passage Pericles Pisanio play poor Posthumus pray prince quartos quartos read queen Regan Roman Rome Romeo and Juliet SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak Steevens sweet sword Tamora tears tell Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus Titus Andronicus Troilus and Cressida villain Winter's Tale word
Populære avsnitt
Side 105 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Side 545 - Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir.
Side 545 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Side 463 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Side 57 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Side 521 - How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Side 103 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Side 399 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Side 504 - tis to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire — dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen that walk upon the beach Appear like mice; and yond...
Side 522 - Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia. Cor. And so I am! I am!