Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, כרך 1Harper & Brothers, 1847 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 47
עמוד 26
... buck , a not unusual present to a body of the kind from persons of rank and wealth in the vicinity . This may be so ; but that the Sir Thomas Lucy , who succeeded his father in 1600 , made such gifts , is very certain . When Lord Keeper ...
... buck , a not unusual present to a body of the kind from persons of rank and wealth in the vicinity . This may be so ; but that the Sir Thomas Lucy , who succeeded his father in 1600 , made such gifts , is very certain . When Lord Keeper ...
עמוד 24
... buck- ram let drive at me , - P. Hen . What four ? thou saidst but two even now . Fal . Four , Hal ; I told thee four . Poins . Ay , ay , he said four . Fal . These four came all a - front , and mainly thrust at me . I made me no more ...
... buck- ram let drive at me , - P. Hen . What four ? thou saidst but two even now . Fal . Four , Hal ; I told thee four . Poins . Ay , ay , he said four . Fal . These four came all a - front , and mainly thrust at me . I made me no more ...
עמוד 48
... buck . Shake- speare's contemporary , Gabriel Harvey , has a passage which confirms this opinion , in which he speaks of " old lads of the castle with their rapping bable , roaring boys . " The controversy has been recently renewed by ...
... buck . Shake- speare's contemporary , Gabriel Harvey , has a passage which confirms this opinion , in which he speaks of " old lads of the castle with their rapping bable , roaring boys . " The controversy has been recently renewed by ...
עמוד 52
... buck- ler at his back , which hung by the hilt or pomel of his sword . ” — ( STOWE's Survey of London . ) There was a poem , published in 1602 , entitled " Sword and Buckler , or Serving - man's Defence , " by William Bas ; and John ...
... buck- ler at his back , which hung by the hilt or pomel of his sword . ” — ( STOWE's Survey of London . ) There was a poem , published in 1602 , entitled " Sword and Buckler , or Serving - man's Defence , " by William Bas ; and John ...
עמוד 57
... buck or doe , in a large park . " " All plum'd ; like ESTRIDGES that with the wind BATED , like eagles having lately bath'd , " etc. These are the words of all the old copies , though the punctuation in them varies much , and has led to ...
... buck or doe , in a large park . " " All plum'd ; like ESTRIDGES that with the wind BATED , like eagles having lately bath'd , " etc. These are the words of all the old copies , though the punctuation in them varies much , and has led to ...
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Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, כרך 2 <span dir=ltr>John Payne Collier</span>,<span dir=ltr>Charles Knight</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2015 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 12 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
עמוד 44 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
עמוד 97 - My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
עמוד 25 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
עמוד 11 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate...
עמוד 17 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
עמוד 97 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
עמוד 98 - AN EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, W. SHAKESPEARE. WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument. For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the...