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 8J. Johnson, 1803 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 53
עמוד 4
... thing slipp'd idly from me . Our poesy is as a gum , which oozes From whence ' tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not , till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself , and , like the current , flies Each bound it chafes ...
... thing slipp'd idly from me . Our poesy is as a gum , which oozes From whence ' tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not , till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself , and , like the current , flies Each bound it chafes ...
עמוד 25
... Offering salutations . 4 i . e . Be ruined by his securities entered into . [ Exit . 5 By his heaven he means good advice ; the only thing by which he could be saved . ACT II . SCENE I. The same . A Room Scene II . 25 TIMON OF ATHENS .
... Offering salutations . 4 i . e . Be ruined by his securities entered into . [ Exit . 5 By his heaven he means good advice ; the only thing by which he could be saved . ACT II . SCENE I. The same . A Room Scene II . 25 TIMON OF ATHENS .
עמוד 40
... thing , my lord , and which I hear from common ru- mours ; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past , and his estate shrinks from him . Luc . Fye no , do not believe it ; he cannot want for money . 2 Stran . But believe you this ...
... thing , my lord , and which I hear from common ru- mours ; now lord Timon's happy hours are done and past , and his estate shrinks from him . Luc . Fye no , do not believe it ; he cannot want for money . 2 Stran . But believe you this ...
עמוד 55
... things go . 2 Lord . Every man here's so . What would he have borrowed of you ? 1 Lord . A thousand pieces . 2 Lord . A thousand pieces ! 1 Lord . What of you ? 3 Lord . He sent to me , sir , -Here he comes . * To tire on a thing meant ...
... things go . 2 Lord . Every man here's so . What would he have borrowed of you ? 1 Lord . A thousand pieces . 2 Lord . A thousand pieces ! 1 Lord . What of you ? 3 Lord . He sent to me , sir , -Here he comes . * To tire on a thing meant ...
עמוד 69
... thing for gold . Tim . Consumptions sow In hollow bones of man ; strike their sharp shins , And mar men's spurring . Crack the lawyer's voice , That he may never more false title plead , Nor sound his quillets ? shrilly : hoar the ...
... thing for gold . Tim . Consumptions sow In hollow bones of man ; strike their sharp shins , And mar men's spurring . Crack the lawyer's voice , That he may never more false title plead , Nor sound his quillets ? shrilly : hoar the ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Agrippa Alarum Alcib Alcibiades Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius bear beseech blood Brutus Cæs Cæsar Capitol Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus Corioli death do't dost doth Egypt enemy ENOBARBUS Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear fellow fight Flav fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods gold gone Guard hand hath hear heart honour Iras Julius Cæsar knave lady Lart Lartius Lepidus look lord Timon Lucilius Lucius madam Mark Antony master MENENIUS Mess Messala Messenger Musick ne'er never night noble o'the Octavia Parthia peace Poet Pompey pr'ythee pray PROCULEIUS queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Servant Sold soldier speak stand sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tribunes unto Volces VOLUMNIA What's word worthy
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 312 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
עמוד 303 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 1 come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But (as you know me all) a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit...
עמוד 315 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
עמוד 314 - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection. I did send To you for gold to pay my legions,. Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius?
עמוד 300 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
עמוד 251 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world. Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
עמוד 299 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
עמוד 475 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath.
עמוד 250 - Did I the tired Caesar : And this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body, If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
עמוד 266 - Tis good. Go to the gate ; somebody knocks. [Exit Lucius. Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.