Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, כרך 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 99
עמוד 548
... hand , That hath contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame ; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars : 5c Whilft any trump did found , or drum ftruck up , His fword did ne'er leave ftriking in the field ...
... hand , That hath contriv'd this woeful tragedy ! In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame ; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars : 5c Whilft any trump did found , or drum ftruck up , His fword did ne'er leave ftriking in the field ...
עמוד 553
... hand , I fcorn thee and thy fashion 1 , peevish boy . Suf . Turn not thy fcorns this way , Plantagenet . 25 Plant , Proud Poole , I will ; and fcorn both him and thee . Suf . I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat . Som . Away , away ...
... hand , I fcorn thee and thy fashion 1 , peevish boy . Suf . Turn not thy fcorns this way , Plantagenet . 25 Plant , Proud Poole , I will ; and fcorn both him and thee . Suf . I'll turn my part thereof into thy throat . Som . Away , away ...
עמוד 556
... hand for hand I give . Gio . Ay ; but I fear me , with a hollow heart.- See here , my friends , and loving countrymen ; This token ferveth for a flag of truce Betwixt ourfelves , and all our followers : So help me God , as I diffemble ...
... hand for hand I give . Gio . Ay ; but I fear me , with a hollow heart.- See here , my friends , and loving countrymen ; This token ferveth for a flag of truce Betwixt ourfelves , and all our followers : So help me God , as I diffemble ...
עמוד 566
... hand would free her , but my heart fays - no . As plays the fun upon the glaffy ftreams , Twinkling another counterfeited beam , To ban is to curfe . And our nobility will scorn the match . [ Afide . Mar. Hear ye , captain ? Are you not ...
... hand would free her , but my heart fays - no . As plays the fun upon the glaffy ftreams , Twinkling another counterfeited beam , To ban is to curfe . And our nobility will scorn the match . [ Afide . Mar. Hear ye , captain ? Are you not ...
עמוד 577
... hand . Madam , fit you , and fear not ; whom we raise , I did correct him for his fault the other day , he did 10 We will make faft within a hallow'd verge . vow upon his knees he would be even with me : I have good witness of this ...
... hand . Madam , fit you , and fear not ; whom we raise , I did correct him for his fault the other day , he did 10 We will make faft within a hallow'd verge . vow upon his knees he would be even with me : I have good witness of this ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Ægypt Afide againſt Ajax anſwer Antony Apemantus art thou beſt blood brother Brutus Cæfar Caffio caufe Cleo Coriolanus death Diomed doft doth duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe father fear feems fhall fhew fight firſt flain foldiers fome fool forrow foul fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword give Glofter grace hath hear heart heaven Henry himſelf honour houſe huſband Iago itſelf king lady Lear lord madam mafter Mark Antony moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night noble Nurfe Othello Pandarus pleaſe pleaſure Pleb pray prefent prince purpoſe Queen reafon reft Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſuch tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Tybalt unto uſe Warwick whofe word yourſelf
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 753 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
עמוד 741 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
עמוד 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
עמוד 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
עמוד 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
עמוד 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
עמוד 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
עמוד 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
עמוד 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
עמוד 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.