Works, כרך 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 59
עמוד 11
... speak .. Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would speak with her ; Helen I mean . Clo . Was this fair face the caufe , quoth fhe , " Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing . " Fond done , fond done ; for Paris , he , " Was this ...
... speak .. Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would speak with her ; Helen I mean . Clo . Was this fair face the caufe , quoth fhe , " Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing . " Fond done , fond done ; for Paris , he , " Was this ...
עמוד 13
... speak with you further anon . SCENE VII . Enter Helena . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , thefe are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood ...
... speak with you further anon . SCENE VII . Enter Helena . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , thefe are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood ...
עמוד 15
... speak ? Hel . My Lord your fon made me to think of this ; Elfe Paris , and the medicine , and the King , Had from the converfation of my thoughts Haply been abfent then . Count . But think you , Helen , B 2 If If you fhould tender your ...
... speak ? Hel . My Lord your fon made me to think of this ; Elfe Paris , and the medicine , and the King , Had from the converfation of my thoughts Haply been abfent then . Count . But think you , Helen , B 2 If If you fhould tender your ...
עמוד 21
... no worfe of worst extended ; With vileft torture let my life be ended . King . Methinks , in thee fome bleffed fpirit doth speak : His His power full founds within an organ weak ; And Sc . 3 . 23 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... no worfe of worst extended ; With vileft torture let my life be ended . King . Methinks , in thee fome bleffed fpirit doth speak : His His power full founds within an organ weak ; And Sc . 3 . 23 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
עמוד 29
... Speak , thine anfwer .. Ber . Pardon , my gracious Lord ; for I fubmit My fancy to your eyes . When I confider , What great creation , and what dole of honour Flies where you bid ; I find , that he , which late Was in my nobler thoughts ...
... Speak , thine anfwer .. Ber . Pardon , my gracious Lord ; for I fubmit My fancy to your eyes . When I confider , What great creation , and what dole of honour Flies where you bid ; I find , that he , which late Was in my nobler thoughts ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
againſt anfwer Antigonus Antipholis Arth Bithynia blood Camillo Cleomenes Conft Count defire doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father Faulc Faulconbridge fear feems fent fervice fhall fhew fhould fifter fince firft firſt fome fool foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give hand hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honour houfe houſe Hubert huſband Illyria itſelf James Gurney John King knave Lady Lord Madam mafter Malvolio Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Narbon Phil pleaſe pr'ythee pray prefent Prince purpoſe reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand whofe wife worfe yourſelf
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 324 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
עמוד 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
עמוד 324 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
עמוד 330 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
עמוד 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.