The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Том 6Mrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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... daughter , and the heir of his kingdom , whom He purposed to his wife's sole son ( a widow , That late he married , ) hath referred herself Unto a poor , but worthy gentleman : She's wedded ; Her husband banish'd - she imprison'd : all ...
... daughter , and the heir of his kingdom , whom He purposed to his wife's sole son ( a widow , That late he married , ) hath referred herself Unto a poor , but worthy gentleman : She's wedded ; Her husband banish'd - she imprison'd : all ...
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... daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys , That lock up your restraint . For you , Posthumus , So soon as I can win the offended king ...
... daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - eyed unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys , That lock up your restraint . For you , Posthumus , So soon as I can win the offended king ...
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... daughter , and my Leonatus Our neighbour shepherd's son ! Enter QUEEN : Cym . Thou foolish thing ! They were again together : you have done Not after our command . Away with her , And pen her up . Queen . ' Beseech your patience ...
... daughter , and my Leonatus Our neighbour shepherd's son ! Enter QUEEN : Cym . Thou foolish thing ! They were again together : you have done Not after our command . Away with her , And pen her up . Queen . ' Beseech your patience ...
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... daughter whom He not respects at all.- -What ho , Pisanio ! Iach . O happy Leonatus ! I may say ; The credit that thy lady hath of thee , Deserves thy trust ; and thy most perfect goodness Her assured credit ! -Blessed live you long ! A ...
... daughter whom He not respects at all.- -What ho , Pisanio ! Iach . O happy Leonatus ! I may say ; The credit that thy lady hath of thee , Deserves thy trust ; and thy most perfect goodness Her assured credit ! -Blessed live you long ! A ...
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... daughter . Loc . So like you , sir , ambassadors from Rome ; The one is Caius Lucius . Cym . A worthy fellow , Albeit he comes on angry purpose now ; But that's no fault of his : -Our dear son , When you have given good morning to your ...
... daughter . Loc . So like you , sir , ambassadors from Rome ; The one is Caius Lucius . Cym . A worthy fellow , Albeit he comes on angry purpose now ; But that's no fault of his : -Our dear son , When you have given good morning to your ...
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Стр. 41 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Стр. 36 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Стр. 27 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Стр. 1 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Стр. 70 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Стр. 24 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Стр. 26 - 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. 26 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Стр. 30 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : 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...
Стр. 26 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.