Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Том 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... leave , To go about my preparation . [ Exit . Gls . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte I can , To view the artillery and munition ; So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late , did he fhine upon the English fide ; Now we are ...
... leave , To go about my preparation . [ Exit . Gls . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte I can , To view the artillery and munition ; So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late , did he fhine upon the English fide ; Now we are ...
Стр. 546
... leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Pucel . Dauphin , I am by birth a shepherd's daughter , My wit untrain'd in any kind of art . Heaven , and our Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To thine on my contemptible ...
... leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Pucel . Dauphin , I am by birth a shepherd's daughter , My wit untrain'd in any kind of art . Heaven , and our Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To thine on my contemptible ...
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... leave to speak.- Say , gentlemen , What makes you thus exclaim ? 2 To pretend feems to be here used in its Latin ... leaves Did reprefent my mafter's blufhing cheeks , When ftubbornly he did repugn 3 the truth , About a certain queftion ...
... leave to speak.- Say , gentlemen , What makes you thus exclaim ? 2 To pretend feems to be here used in its Latin ... leaves Did reprefent my mafter's blufhing cheeks , When ftubbornly he did repugn 3 the truth , About a certain queftion ...
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... leave the battle , boy , and fly , Now thou art feal'd the fon of chivalry ? Fly , to revenge my death , when I am dead ; The help of one ftands me in little ftead . 30Oh , too much folly is it , well I wot , To hazard all our lives in ...
... leave the battle , boy , and fly , Now thou art feal'd the fon of chivalry ? Fly , to revenge my death , when I am dead ; The help of one ftands me in little ftead . 30Oh , too much folly is it , well I wot , To hazard all our lives in ...
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... leave him , for he will not hear . [ card . Suf . There all is marr'd ; there lies a cooling Mar. He talks at random ; sure , the man is mad . Suf . And yet a dispensation may be had . Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me . Suf ...
... leave him , for he will not hear . [ card . Suf . There all is marr'd ; there lies a cooling Mar. He talks at random ; sure , the man is mad . Suf . And yet a dispensation may be had . Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me . Suf ...
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Стр. 753 - 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.
Стр. 741 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Стр. 754 - 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 ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Стр. 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Стр. 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Стр. 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Стр. 753 - 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.
Стр. 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Стр. 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Стр. 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.