The Works of William Shakespeare: Triolus and Cressida. Coriolanus. Titus Andronicus. Romeo and Juliet. Timon of Athens. Julius CaesarChapman and Hall, 1875 - 1124 עמודים |
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עמוד 21
... night - alarm . " And then , forsooth , the faint defects of age Must be the scene of mirth ; to cough and spit , And , with a palsy - fumbling on his gorget , Shake in and out the rivet : —and at this sport Sir Valour dies ; cries ...
... night - alarm . " And then , forsooth , the faint defects of age Must be the scene of mirth ; to cough and spit , And , with a palsy - fumbling on his gorget , Shake in and out the rivet : —and at this sport Sir Valour dies ; cries ...
עמוד 45
... night ? Helen . Nay , but , my lord , - Pan . What says my sweet queen ? -My cousin will fall out with you . You must not know where he sups . ' ( 68 ) Par . I'll lay my life , with my disposer ) Cressida . Pan . No , no , no such ...
... night ? Helen . Nay , but , my lord , - Pan . What says my sweet queen ? -My cousin will fall out with you . You must not know where he sups . ' ( 68 ) Par . I'll lay my life , with my disposer ) Cressida . Pan . No , no , no such ...
עמוד 50
... night and day For many weary months . Tro . Why was my Cressid , then , so hard to win ? Cres . Hard to seem won : but I was won , my lord , With the first glance that ever - pardon me- If I confess much , you will play the tyrant . I ...
... night and day For many weary months . Tro . Why was my Cressid , then , so hard to win ? Cres . Hard to seem won : but I was won , my lord , With the first glance that ever - pardon me- If I confess much , you will play the tyrant . I ...
עמוד 62
... night : Rouse him , and give him note of our approach , With the whole quality wherefore I fear We shall be much unwelcome . Ene . That I assure you : Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece Than Cressid borne from Troy . Par . The ...
... night : Rouse him , and give him note of our approach , With the whole quality wherefore I fear We shall be much unwelcome . Ene . That I assure you : Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece Than Cressid borne from Troy . Par . The ...
עמוד 64
... night will hide our joys no longer , I would not from thee . Cres . Night hath been too brief . Tro . Beshrew the witch ! with venomous wights she stays As tediously as hell ; 15 ) but flies the grasps of love With wings more momentary ...
... night will hide our joys no longer , I would not from thee . Cres . Night hath been too brief . Tro . Beshrew the witch ! with venomous wights she stays As tediously as hell ; 15 ) but flies the grasps of love With wings more momentary ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcibiades Andronicus Antony Apem Apemantus art thou Aufidius blood Brutus Cæsar Capell Capulet Casca Cass Cassius Collier's Cominius Coriolanus Cres Cressida dead death dost doth Enter Exam Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio.-The fool friends give gods Goths Grant White hand Hanmer hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector honour Juliet Julius Cæsar lady Lavinia lord Lucius Malone Marcius Mark Antony Menenius night noble Nurse old eds Pandarus passage Patroclus peace pray quarto Re-enter reading Roman Rome Romeo SCENE second folio Senators Serv Shakespeare speak speech Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee Ther there's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus tongue Troilus Troilus and Cressida Troy Tybalt Ulyss W. N. Lettsom Walker Walker's Crit word
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 657 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones : So let it be with Caesar.
עמוד 668 - Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
עמוד 660 - 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 660 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! ... Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. / O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
עמוד 656 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
עמוד 660 - Ant. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They that have done this deed are honourable ; — 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.
עמוד 57 - O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
עמוד 657 - Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men;) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says, he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was...
עמוד 658 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
עמוד 631 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face ; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend : so Caesar may ; Then, lest he may, prevent.