Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, כרך 9D. Leach, 1767 |
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עמוד 1
... hath none . PAN . Will this geer ne'er be mended ? TRO . The Greeks are ftrong , and skilful to their strength , Fierce to their skill , and to their fierceness valiant ; But I am weaker than a woman's tear , Tamer than fleep , fonder ...
... hath none . PAN . Will this geer ne'er be mended ? TRO . The Greeks are ftrong , and skilful to their strength , Fierce to their skill , and to their fierceness valiant ; But I am weaker than a woman's tear , Tamer than fleep , fonder ...
עמוד 3
... hath given me The knife that made it . PAN . I fpeak no more than truth . TRO . Thou doft not speak so much . PAN . ' Faith , I'll not meddle in't . Let her be as fhe is : if the be fair , ' tis the better for her ; an fhe be not , she ...
... hath given me The knife that made it . PAN . I fpeak no more than truth . TRO . Thou doft not speak so much . PAN . ' Faith , I'll not meddle in't . Let her be as fhe is : if the be fair , ' tis the better for her ; an fhe be not , she ...
עמוד 8
... hath fo crowded humours , that his valour is crush'd into folly , his folly fauced with difcretion : there is no man hath a virtue , that he hath not a glimpfe of ; nor any man an attaint , but he carries fome ftain of it : he is ...
... hath fo crowded humours , that his valour is crush'd into folly , his folly fauced with difcretion : there is no man hath a virtue , that he hath not a glimpfe of ; nor any man an attaint , but he carries fome ftain of it : he is ...
עמוד 10
... hath colour enough . PAN . So he has . CRE . Then , Troilus fhould have too much if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good ...
... hath colour enough . PAN . So he has . CRE . Then , Troilus fhould have too much if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good ...
עמוד 16
... appear . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . The Grecian Camp . Before a Tent . Enter AGAMEMNON , NESTOR , ULYSSES , MENELAUS , and Others . AGA . Princes , What grief hath fet this jaundice on your cheeks ? 16 Troilus and Crefsida .
... appear . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . The Grecian Camp . Before a Tent . Enter AGAMEMNON , NESTOR , ULYSSES , MENELAUS , and Others . AGA . Princes , What grief hath fet this jaundice on your cheeks ? 16 Troilus and Crefsida .
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Antenor art thou beſt better Britain brother Calchas Cloten Cordelia Crefid Cymbeline daughter Diomed doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fame father fear feek feem fervice fhall fhew fhould fifter fince firſt flain fome fool foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword GLOSTER gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heavens Hector Helenus himſelf honour i'the Imogen itſelf king lady Lear lord madam mafter Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf o'the Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio Pofthumus Pr'ythee pray Priam queen SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee there's Therfites thing thou art Troilus Trojan Troy villain What's yourſelf
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 85 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
עמוד 54 - Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
עמוד 66 - There is a mystery (with whom relation Durst never meddle) in the soul of state; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to...
עמוד 84 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
עמוד 97 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
עמוד 64 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
עמוד 13 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
עמוד 50 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's.
עמוד 88 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
עמוד 18 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!