The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 8
... shall be . Pol . Your gueft then , Madam : To be your prifoner , fhould import offending ; Which is for me lefs eafie to commit , Than you to punish . Her . Not your goaler then , But your kind hoftefs ; come , I'll queftion you Of my ...
... shall be . Pol . Your gueft then , Madam : To be your prifoner , fhould import offending ; Which is for me lefs eafie to commit , Than you to punish . Her . Not your goaler then , But your kind hoftefs ; come , I'll queftion you Of my ...
עמוד 19
... Shall bear along impawn'd , away to - night ! Your followers I will whifper to the bufinefs , And will by twoes , and threes , at feveral pofterns , Clear them o'th ' city . For my felf , I'll put My fortunes to your fervice , which are ...
... Shall bear along impawn'd , away to - night ! Your followers I will whifper to the bufinefs , And will by twoes , and threes , at feveral pofterns , Clear them o'th ' city . For my felf , I'll put My fortunes to your fervice , which are ...
עמוד 20
... Shall I be your play - fellow ? Mam . No , I'll none of you . 1 Lady . Why , my fweet Lord . Mam . You'll kiss me hard , and speak to me as if I were a baby ftill ; I love you better . 2 Lady . And why fo , pray , my Lord ? Mam . Not ...
... Shall I be your play - fellow ? Mam . No , I'll none of you . 1 Lady . Why , my fweet Lord . Mam . You'll kiss me hard , and speak to me as if I were a baby ftill ; I love you better . 2 Lady . And why fo , pray , my Lord ? Mam . Not ...
עמוד 23
... shall come to clearer knowledge , that You thus have publish'd me ? gentle my Lord , You fcarce can right me throughly then , to fay You did mistake . Leo . No , if I do mistake In those foundations which I build upon , The center is ...
... shall come to clearer knowledge , that You thus have publish'd me ? gentle my Lord , You fcarce can right me throughly then , to fay You did mistake . Leo . No , if I do mistake In those foundations which I build upon , The center is ...
עמוד 26
... Shall ftop or fpur me on . Have I done well ? Lord . Well done , my Lord . Leo . Tho ' I am fatisfy'd , and need no ... Shall Shall bring Emilia forth . Pau . I pray now 26 The Winter's Tale .
... Shall ftop or fpur me on . Have I done well ? Lord . Well done , my Lord . Leo . Tho ' I am fatisfy'd , and need no ... Shall Shall bring Emilia forth . Pau . I pray now 26 The Winter's Tale .
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 313 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
עמוד 161 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
עמוד 270 - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
עמוד 164 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
עמוד 103 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
עמוד 288 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
עמוד 161 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
עמוד 266 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
עמוד 270 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
עמוד 132 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...