The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Том 10 |
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Well , get you gone : -O'Thursday be it then :Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed ,
Prepare her , wife , against this wedding - day.Farewell , my lord . — Light to my
chamber , ho ! Afore me , it is so very late , that we May call it early by and by ...
Well , get you gone : -O'Thursday be it then :Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed ,
Prepare her , wife , against this wedding - day.Farewell , my lord . — Light to my
chamber , ho ! Afore me , it is so very late , that we May call it early by and by ...
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SCENE V. Juliet's Chamber . Enter Romeo and JULIET . Jul . Wilt thou be gone ?
it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale , and not the lark , That pierc'd the
fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe ...
SCENE V. Juliet's Chamber . Enter Romeo and JULIET . Jul . Wilt thou be gone ?
it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale , and not the lark , That pierc'd the
fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe ...
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Go , nurse , go with her : -we'll to church to[ Exeunt JULIET and Nurse . La . Cap .
We shall be short in our provision ; ' Tis now near night . Сар . . Tush ! I will stir
about , And all things shall be well , I warrant thee , wife : Go thou to Juliet , help
to ...
Go , nurse , go with her : -we'll to church to[ Exeunt JULIET and Nurse . La . Cap .
We shall be short in our provision ; ' Tis now near night . Сар . . Tush ! I will stir
about , And all things shall be well , I warrant thee , wife : Go thou to Juliet , help
to ...
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Go , waken Juliet , go , and trim her up ; I'll go and chat with Paris : -Hie , make
haste , Make haste ! the bridegroom he is come already : Make haste , I say ! [
Exeunt . SCENE V. Juliet's Chamber ; JULIET on the Bed . Enter Nurse . Nurse .
Go , waken Juliet , go , and trim her up ; I'll go and chat with Paris : -Hie , make
haste , Make haste ! the bridegroom he is come already : Make haste , I say ! [
Exeunt . SCENE V. Juliet's Chamber ; JULIET on the Bed . Enter Nurse . Nurse .
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If thou be merciful , Open the tomb , lay me with Juliet . [ Dies . Rom . In faith , I will
: -- Let me peruse this face ; Mercutio's kinsman , noble county Paris :What said
my man , when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode ? I think , He ...
If thou be merciful , Open the tomb , lay me with Juliet . [ Dies . Rom . In faith , I will
: -- Let me peruse this face ; Mercutio's kinsman , noble county Paris :What said
my man , when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode ? I think , He ...
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Стр. 192 - Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Стр. 192 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Стр. 183 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this.
Стр. 214 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Стр. 254 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Стр. 215 - O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn, And reason panders will. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Стр. 25 - Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love: On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies...
Стр. 395 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause.
Стр. 186 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
Стр. 343 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.