The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, כרך 17C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 51
עמוד 28
... tale of Argentile and Curan , in Warner's Albion's England , 1602 : " A sheeve of bread as browne as nut . " Demetrius is again indebted to a Scots proverb : " It is safe taking a shive of a cut loaf . " 1 Steevens . have yet worn ...
... tale of Argentile and Curan , in Warner's Albion's England , 1602 : " A sheeve of bread as browne as nut . " Demetrius is again indebted to a Scots proverb : " It is safe taking a shive of a cut loaf . " 1 Steevens . have yet worn ...
עמוד 38
... tale , But straight they told me , they would bind me here Unto the body of a dismal yew ; And leave me to this miserable death . And then they call'd me , foul adulteress , Lascivious Goth , and all the bitterest terms That ever ear ...
... tale , But straight they told me , they would bind me here Unto the body of a dismal yew ; And leave me to this miserable death . And then they call'd me , foul adulteress , Lascivious Goth , and all the bitterest terms That ever ear ...
עמוד 48
... tale : When I do weep , they humbly at my feet Receive my tears , and seem to weep with me ; And , were they but attired in grave weeds , Rome could afford no tribune like to these . A stone is soft as wax , tribunes more hard than ...
... tale : When I do weep , they humbly at my feet Receive my tears , and seem to weep with me ; And , were they but attired in grave weeds , Rome could afford no tribune like to these . A stone is soft as wax , tribunes more hard than ...
עמוד 58
... tale twice o'er , How Troy was burnt , and he made miserable ? O , handle not the theme , to talk of hands ; 3 Lest we remember still , that we have none . Fy , fy , how frantickly I square my talk ! As if we should forget we had no ...
... tale twice o'er , How Troy was burnt , and he made miserable ? O , handle not the theme , to talk of hands ; 3 Lest we remember still , that we have none . Fy , fy , how frantickly I square my talk ! As if we should forget we had no ...
עמוד 59
... tale . Mar. Alas , the tender boy , in passion mov'd , Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness . Tit . Peace , tender sapling ; thou art made of tears , And tears will quickly melt thy life away.— [ MAR . strikes the Dish with a ...
... tale . Mar. Alas , the tender boy , in passion mov'd , Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness . Tit . Peace , tender sapling ; thou art made of tears , And tears will quickly melt thy life away.— [ MAR . strikes the Dish with a ...
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Aaron ancient Antiochus Bassianus Bawd Boult brother Cerimon Cleon Confessio Amantis corrupt Cymbeline daughter dead death Demetrius Dionyza doth dramas dramatick edition editor emendation emperor Enter Exeunt expression eyes father folio Gesta Romanorum give gods Goths Gower Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Helicanus honour King Henry King Lear lady Lavinia live lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus Macbeth Malone Marcus Marina Mason means metre mistress murder musick never night noble Noble Kinsmen old copies read Othello passage Pentapolis Perhaps Pericles piece play poet Prince of Tyre queen revenge rhyme Rome Romeo and Juliet Saturnine scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's Simonides sons sorrow speak speech Steevens suppose sweet Tamora tears tell Thaisa Tharsus thee thine thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus Todd tongue tragedy tribunes Twine's translation unto Winter's Tale word
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עמוד 223 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
עמוד 193 - 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 deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
עמוד 220 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
עמוד 248 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
עמוד 191 - Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: The waters stood above the mountains. At thy rebuke they fled; At the voice of thy thunder they hasted away.
עמוד 149 - 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 271 - Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : other women cloy The appetites they feed : but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies : for vilest things Become themselves in her; that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish.