The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, כרך 1G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 34
עמוד cxxi
... sweet . Lat . Dulcis . To Ear , to plough or till . Eld , old times ; also , old age . E. To Elfe , to entangle hair in so intricate a manner that it is not to be unravelled . This the vulgar have supposed to be the work of fairies in ...
... sweet . Lat . Dulcis . To Ear , to plough or till . Eld , old times ; also , old age . E. To Elfe , to entangle hair in so intricate a manner that it is not to be unravelled . This the vulgar have supposed to be the work of fairies in ...
עמוד 26
... sweet sprites , the burden bear . Hark , hark ! Bur . Bowgh , wowgh . The watch - dogs bark : Bur . Bowgh , wowgh . Hark , hark ! I hear The strain of strutting chanticlere Cry , Cock - a - doodle - doo . [ dispersedly . [ dispersedly ...
... sweet sprites , the burden bear . Hark , hark ! Bur . Bowgh , wowgh . The watch - dogs bark : Bur . Bowgh , wowgh . Hark , hark ! I hear The strain of strutting chanticlere Cry , Cock - a - doodle - doo . [ dispersedly . [ dispersedly ...
עמוד 27
... sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings . Full fathom five thy father lics ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing ...
... sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings . Full fathom five thy father lics ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing ...
עמוד 34
... sweet marriage , and we prosper well in our return . Adr . Tunis was never grac'd before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ? a pox o ' that ! How came that widow in ? Widow Dido ! Seb ...
... sweet marriage , and we prosper well in our return . Adr . Tunis was never grac'd before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ? a pox o ' that ! How came that widow in ? Widow Dido ! Seb ...
עמוד 52
... sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such base- ness Had ne'er like éxecutor . I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours ; Most busy - less , when I do it . Enter MIRANDA ; and PROSPERO at a ...
... sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such base- ness Had ne'er like éxecutor . I forget : But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours ; Most busy - less , when I do it . Enter MIRANDA ; and PROSPERO at a ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Ariel Ben Jonson Boatswain Caliban Ceres character comedy command criticism daughter didst dost doth Duke duke of Milan Eglamour Enter Exeunt Exit eyes falconry father faults fool French word gentle gentlemen GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give Gonzalo grace hath hear heart honour island Ital JOHNSON Julia kind king labour lady language Laun Launce live look lord lov'd Lucetta Mantua master Milan mind Mira mistress monster musick Naples nature never passion play poet Pr'ythee praise pray Prospero red plague SCENE Sebastian servant Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's shew signifies sir Proteus sir Thurio sometimes speak Speed spirit STEEVENS Stephano strange Susanna Hall sweet Sycorax tell thee thence Theobald thine thing thou art thou hast thought tragedy Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine Verona writers
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 80 - 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.
עמוד ix - the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, Would he had blotted a thousand ! Which they thought a malevolent speech.
עמוד lix - The truth is, that the spectators are always in their senses, and know, from the first act to the last, that the stage is only a stage, and that the players are only players.
עמוד xv - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
עמוד cviii - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily: when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
עמוד 181 - That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
עמוד xxvii - IN the name of God, Amen. I William Shakspeare, of Stratford-upon-Avon, in the county of Warwick, gent, in perfect health and memory (God be praised), do make and ordain this my last will and testament in manner and form following ; that is to say : First, I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping, and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting ; and my body to the earth whereof it is made.
עמוד 74 - You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort, As if you were dismay'd : be cheerful, sir. Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack...
עמוד 125 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
עמוד 38 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.