The Works of Shakespeare, Том 2

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Routledge, 1863

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Стр. 676 - region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thoughts* Imagine howling !—'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury
Стр. 662 - To do him good ? Lucio. Assay the power you have. ISAB. My power ! Alas, I doubt,— Lucio. Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt. Go to lord Angelo, And let him learn to know, when maidens sue,
Стр. 743 - 0, 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 rum, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.—
Стр. 161 - n. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not. Heigh-ho I sing, heigh-ho ! &c. DUKE S. If that you were the good sir
Стр. 160 - been where bells have knoll'd to church, If' ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wip'da tear, And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied,— Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword. DUKE S. True is it that we have seen
Стр. 154 - Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style. DUKE S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should, in their own
Стр. 175 - own lands, to see other men's ; then, to have seen much, and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes* and poor hands. Ros. And your experience makes you sad : I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad ; and to travel for it
Стр. 97 - every wretch, pining and pale before, Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks : A. largess universal, like the sun, His liberal eye doth give to every one, Thawing cold fear. Then," mean and gentle all Behold, as may unworthiness define, A little touch of Harry in the night ; b And so our scene must to the

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