The Works of Shakespeare, כרך 4Macmillan and Company, limited, 1899 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 53
עמוד 23
... spirits , Nor yet the other's distance comfort me . Then it is thus : the passions of the mind , That have their first conception by mis - dread , Have after - nourishment and life by care ; And what was first but fear what might be ...
... spirits , Nor yet the other's distance comfort me . Then it is thus : the passions of the mind , That have their first conception by mis - dread , Have after - nourishment and life by care ; And what was first but fear what might be ...
עמוד 64
... spirits . I heard of an Egyptian That had nine hours lien dead , Who was by good appliance recovered . Re - enter a Servant , with boxes , napkins , and fire . Well said , well said ; the fire and cloths . The rough and woeful music ...
... spirits . I heard of an Egyptian That had nine hours lien dead , Who was by good appliance recovered . Re - enter a Servant , with boxes , napkins , and fire . Well said , well said ; the fire and cloths . The rough and woeful music ...
עמוד 80
... spirit . Cle . To such proceeding Who ever but his approbation added , Though not his prime consent , he did not flow From honourable sources . Dion . Be it so , then : Yet none does know , but you , how she came dead , Nor none can ...
... spirit . Cle . To such proceeding Who ever but his approbation added , Though not his prime consent , he did not flow From honourable sources . Dion . Be it so , then : Yet none does know , but you , how she came dead , Nor none can ...
עמוד 142
... spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damn'd nature . Those she has Will stupify and ... spirits a time , To be more fresh , reviving . She is fool'd With a most false effect ; and I the truer , So to be false ...
... spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damn'd nature . Those she has Will stupify and ... spirits a time , To be more fresh , reviving . She is fool'd With a most false effect ; and I the truer , So to be false ...
עמוד 183
... spirits fly out Into my story : say ' Thus mine enemy fell , And thus I set my foot on ' s neck ; ' even then The princely blood flows in his cheek , he sweats , Strains his young nerves and puts himself in posture That acts my words ...
... spirits fly out Into my story : say ' Thus mine enemy fell , And thus I set my foot on ' s neck ; ' even then The princely blood flows in his cheek , he sweats , Strains his young nerves and puts himself in posture That acts my words ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Ariel Autolycus Bawd Belarius beseech Bohemia Boult brother Caliban Camillo CLEON Cloten court Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes F. W. H. MYERS father fear Fish Gent gentleman give gods grace Guiderius hath hear heart heaven Helicanus Hermione honour Iach Iachimo Imogen king knight lady Leon Leontes live look lord Lysimachus madam Marina master mistress monster Mytilene never noble Pandosto Paul Paulina Pentapolis Perdita Pericles Pisanio play Polixenes Post Posthumus pray prince prince of Tyre prithee Pros Prospero queen Re-enter Roman SCENE Shakespeare shalt Shep Sicilia Skirgiello speak strange swear sweet Sycorax tell Tempest Thaisa thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Trin Trinculo Tyre wife Winter's Tale word
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 467 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
עמוד 216 - 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.
עמוד 462 - The isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again ; and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
עמוד 482 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt ; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck 'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em...
עמוד 482 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
עמוד 483 - The charm dissolves apace; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason...
עמוד 427 - You taught me language ; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language ! Pros.
עמוד 347 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
עמוד 487 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in 't ! Pros. 'Tis new to thee.
עמוד 214 - With fairest flowers. 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 azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...