The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Том 12Little, Brown, 1862 |
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... lives should stretch What sport to - night ? Without some pleasure now . Cleo . Hear the ambassadors . Ant . Fie , wrangling Queen ! Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , To weep ; whose every passion fully strives To make ...
... lives should stretch What sport to - night ? Without some pleasure now . Cleo . Hear the ambassadors . Ant . Fie , wrangling Queen ! Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , To weep ; whose every passion fully strives To make ...
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... live in an onion that should water this sorrow . Ant . The business she hath broached in the State Cannot endure my absence . Eno . And the business you have broach'd here cannot be without you ; especially that of Cleopatra's , which ...
... live in an onion that should water this sorrow . Ant . The business she hath broached in the State Cannot endure my absence . Eno . And the business you have broach'd here cannot be without you ; especially that of Cleopatra's , which ...
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... lives upon , to use our strongest hands . Come , Menas . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Rome . A Room in the House of Lepidus . Enter ENOBARBUS and LEPIDUS . Lep . Good Enobarbus , ' tis a worthy deed , And shall become you well , to entreat ...
... lives upon , to use our strongest hands . Come , Menas . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Rome . A Room in the House of Lepidus . Enter ENOBARBUS and LEPIDUS . Lep . Good Enobarbus , ' tis a worthy deed , And shall become you well , to entreat ...
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... live To join our kingdoms and our hearts ; and never Fly off our loves again ! Lep . Happily , amen . Ant . I did not think to draw my sword ' gainst Pompey ; For he hath laid strange courtesies , and great , 34 ACT II . ANTONY AND ...
... live To join our kingdoms and our hearts ; and never Fly off our loves again ! Lep . Happily , amen . Ant . I did not think to draw my sword ' gainst Pompey ; For he hath laid strange courtesies , and great , 34 ACT II . ANTONY AND ...
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... lives , ' tis well ; Or friends with Cæsar , or not captive to him , I'll set thee in a shower of gold , and hail Rich pearls upon thee . Mess . Cleo . Madam , he's well . Well said . Thou'rt an honest man . Mess . And friends with ...
... lives , ' tis well ; Or friends with Cæsar , or not captive to him , I'll set thee in a shower of gold , and hail Rich pearls upon thee . Mess . Cleo . Madam , he's well . Well said . Thou'rt an honest man . Mess . And friends with ...
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Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA Bawd BELARIUS Boult Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza doth Egypt ENOBARBUS Eros EUPHRONIUS Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fortune friends Gent give gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart Heaven Helicanus honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Iras Julius Cæsar King lady Leonatus Lepidus letter lord Love's Labour's Lost LYSIMACHUS madam Malone Marina Mark Antony Mess misprint mistress never night noble Note Octavia old copies old editions Parthia Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play Pompey Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray prince Prince of Tyre PROCULEIUS pronunciation Queen R. G. W. Act rhymes Roman Rome SCENE Shakespeare shew sound speak spelling sword tell Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast word worth
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Стр. 239 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Стр. 80 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Стр. 37 - ... the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge.. A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her; and Antony, Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.
Стр. 111 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Стр. 77 - Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness, who With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleas'd, Making and marring fortunes.
Стр. 36 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Стр. 119 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter...
Стр. 238 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Стр. 300 - The late And much admired Play, called Pericles, Prince of Tyre. With the true Relation of the whole Historic, adventures, and fortunes of the said Prince: As also, The no lesse strange and worthy accidents in the Birth and Life, of his Daughter Mariana. As it hath been divers and sundry times acted by his Maiesties Seruants, at the Globe on the Banck-side. By William Shakespeare.
Стр. 386 - O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness. O, come hither, Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget...