Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, כרך 7D. Leach, 1767 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 64
עמוד 4
... true and just , As I am fubtle , false , and treacherous , This day fhould Clarence closely be mew'd up ; About a prophefy , which fays - that G Of Edward's heirs the murtherer fhall be . Dive , thoughts , down to my foul ; here ...
... true and just , As I am fubtle , false , and treacherous , This day fhould Clarence closely be mew'd up ; About a prophefy , which fays - that G Of Edward's heirs the murtherer fhall be . Dive , thoughts , down to my foul ; here ...
עמוד 15
... true breaft , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly stroke , And humbly beg the death upon my knee . Nay , do not pause ; for I did kill king Henry ; [ he offers at his Breast . But ' twas thy beauty ...
... true breaft , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly stroke , And humbly beg the death upon my knee . Nay , do not pause ; for I did kill king Henry ; [ he offers at his Breast . But ' twas thy beauty ...
עמוד 19
... true report , Bear with her weakness , which , I think , proceeds From wayward fickness , and no grounded malice . RIV . Saw you the king to - day , my lord of Stanley ? STA . But now the duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from ...
... true report , Bear with her weakness , which , I think , proceeds From wayward fickness , and no grounded malice . RIV . Saw you the king to - day , my lord of Stanley ? STA . But now the duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from ...
עמוד 38
... not your hatred , fwear your love . RIV . By heaven , my foul is purg'd from grudging hate ; And with my hand I feal my true heart's love . 27 more to peace HAS . So thrive I , as I truly swear 38 Richard III . [Exit, with the Body. ...
... not your hatred , fwear your love . RIV . By heaven , my foul is purg'd from grudging hate ; And with my hand I feal my true heart's love . 27 more to peace HAS . So thrive I , as I truly swear 38 Richard III . [Exit, with the Body. ...
עמוד 40
... true peace of you , Which I will purchase with my duteous fervice ; Of you , my noble cousin Buckingham , If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us ; Of you , lord Rivers , and , lord Grey , of you , ' That all without desert have frown ...
... true peace of you , Which I will purchase with my duteous fervice ; Of you , my noble cousin Buckingham , If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us ; Of you , lord Rivers , and , lord Grey , of you , ' That all without desert have frown ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 73 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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 76 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...
עמוד 40 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
עמוד 4 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
עמוד 76 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
עמוד 30 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes.
עמוד 73 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
עמוד 73 - 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 3 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
עמוד 30 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.