As you like it. All's well that ends wellHarper & brothers, 1884 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 38
עמוד 11
... death in his Cell at Silexedra , bequeathed to Philautus . sonnes noursed up with their father in England , Fetcht from the Canaries by T. L. , gent . , Imprinted by T. Orwin for T. G. and John Busbie , 1590 . " * This book was ...
... death in his Cell at Silexedra , bequeathed to Philautus . sonnes noursed up with their father in England , Fetcht from the Canaries by T. L. , gent . , Imprinted by T. Orwin for T. G. and John Busbie , 1590 . " * This book was ...
עמוד 55
... stale with me . Celia . I pray you , one of you question yond man If he for gold will give us any food : I faint almost to death . Touchstone . Holla , you clown ! 60 Rosalind . Peace , fool ; he ' s not ACT II . SCENE IV . 55.
... stale with me . Celia . I pray you , one of you question yond man If he for gold will give us any food : I faint almost to death . Touchstone . Holla , you clown ! 60 Rosalind . Peace , fool ; he ' s not ACT II . SCENE IV . 55.
עמוד 59
... death than thy powers . For my sake be comfortable ; hold death awhile at the arm's end . I will here be with thee presently ; and if I bring thee not something to eat , I will give thee leave to die but if thou diest before I come ...
... death than thy powers . For my sake be comfortable ; hold death awhile at the arm's end . I will here be with thee presently ; and if I bring thee not something to eat , I will give thee leave to die but if thou diest before I come ...
עמוד 84
... death makes hard , Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck But first begs pardon : will you sterner be Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops ? Enter ROSALIND , CELIA , and CORIN , behind . Phebe . I would not be thy executioner ...
... death makes hard , Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck But first begs pardon : will you sterner be Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops ? Enter ROSALIND , CELIA , and CORIN , behind . Phebe . I would not be thy executioner ...
עמוד 94
... death ! -Two o'clock is your hour ? Orlando . Ay , sweet Rosalind . 170 Rosalind . By my troth , and in good earnest , and so God mend me , and by all pretty oaths that are not dangerous , if you break one jot of your promise or come ...
... death ! -Two o'clock is your hour ? Orlando . Ay , sweet Rosalind . 170 Rosalind . By my troth , and in good earnest , and so God mend me , and by all pretty oaths that are not dangerous , if you break one jot of your promise or come ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
1st folio Adam Spencer All's beauty Bertram better brother Camb Celia Clarke Clown Coll conjecture Corin Cotgrave Countess court Cymb Diana doth drum Duke Senior edition ellipsis Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father favour folio fool forest forest of Arden fortune Ganimede Gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand Hanmer hath heart heaven Helena honour Jaques Johnson Julius Cæsar King knave lady Lafeu Lear live look Lord Macb madam maid Malone marriage marry meaning Merchant of Venice mistress mother Narbon nature never noble Oliver Orlando Parolles passage passion Phebe play poor pray quoth Rich Rosader Rosalind Rousillon Saladyne SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere Silvius Soldier Sonn speak Steevens quotes sweet Temp thee Theo thine thing thou art thought Touchstone Twelfth Night verb Warb Widow wife woman word young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 53 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
עמוד 64 - 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 64 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
עמוד 60 - how the world wags: Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
עמוד 61 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
עמוד 42 - 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.
עמוד 24 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
עמוד 53 - Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly...
עמוד 65 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh-ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not.
עמוד 57 - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.