The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, כרך 9 |
מתוך הספר
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עמוד 187
With all my heart , I'll send the emperor My hand : Good Aaron , wilt thou help to
chop it off ? Luc . Stay , father ; for that noble hand of thine , That hath thrown
down so many enemies , Shall not be sent : my hand will serve the turn : My
youth ...
With all my heart , I'll send the emperor My hand : Good Aaron , wilt thou help to
chop it off ? Luc . Stay , father ; for that noble hand of thine , That hath thrown
down so many enemies , Shall not be sent : my hand will serve the turn : My
youth ...
עמוד 188
O , none of both but are of high desert : My hand hath been but idle ; let it serve
To ransome my two nephews from their death ; Then have I kept it to a worthy
end . Aar . Nay , come agree , whose hand shall go along , For fear they die
before ...
O , none of both but are of high desert : My hand hath been but idle ; let it serve
To ransome my two nephews from their death ; Then have I kept it to a worthy
end . Aar . Nay , come agree , whose hand shall go along , For fear they die
before ...
עמוד 189
Good Aaron , give his majesty my hand : Tell him , it was a hand that warded him
From thousand dangers ; bid him bury it ; More hath it merited , that let it have . As
for my sons , say , I account of them As jewels purchas'd at an easy price ; And ...
Good Aaron , give his majesty my hand : Tell him , it was a hand that warded him
From thousand dangers ; bid him bury it ; More hath it merited , that let it have . As
for my sons , say , I account of them As jewels purchas'd at an easy price ; And ...
עמוד 193
Marcus , unknit that sorrow - wreathen knot ; Thy niece and I , poor creatures ,
want our hands And cannot passionate our tenfold grief With folded arms . This
poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon my breast ; And when my heart ,
all ...
Marcus , unknit that sorrow - wreathen knot ; Thy niece and I , poor creatures ,
want our hands And cannot passionate our tenfold grief With folded arms . This
poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon my breast ; And when my heart ,
all ...
עמוד 235
Show us wherein , And , from the place where you behold us now , The poor
remainder of Andronici Will , hand in hand , all headlong cast us down , And on
the ragged stones beat forth our brains , And make a mutual closure of our house
.
Show us wherein , And , from the place where you behold us now , The poor
remainder of Andronici Will , hand in hand , all headlong cast us down , And on
the ragged stones beat forth our brains , And make a mutual closure of our house
.
מה אומרים אנשים - כתיבת ביקורת
לא מצאנו ביקורות במקומות הרגילים
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Andronicus arms Attendants bear better blood Boult bring brother child comes Corn court daughter dead dear death dost doth emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear follow Fool fortune Gent give gods gone grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour I'll Iach Italy keep Kent king lady Lavinia Lear leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus master mean mind mistress mother nature never night noble peace Pericles poor Post pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE sister sons sorrow speak stand sweet sword tears tell thank thee thine thing thou thou art thought Titus tongue true villain
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 94 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
עמוד 445 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
עמוד 402 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd. raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
עמוד 337 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
עמוד 349 - ... 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: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
עמוד 139 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
עמוד 445 - Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man; yet I am doubtful...
עמוד 444 - 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 461 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack : — O, she is gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth : — Lend me a looking-glass ; If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why, then she lives.
עמוד 445 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. 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.
מידע ביבליוגרפי
| כותרת | The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, כרך 9 The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, William Shakespeare |
| מאת | William Shakespeare |
| הוצאה | J. Johnson, 1803 |
| מקור מאת | הספרייה הציבורית של ניו-יורק |
| דיגיטלי | 28 דצמבר 2006 |
| ייצא ציטוט ביביליוגרפי | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |