The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Том 9Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Стр. 24
... stew'd prunes ; sir , we had but two in the house , which at that very distant time stood , as it were , in a fruit - dish , a dish of some three - pence ; your honours have seen such dishes ; they are not China dishes , but very good ...
... stew'd prunes ; sir , we had but two in the house , which at that very distant time stood , as it were , in a fruit - dish , a dish of some three - pence ; your honours have seen such dishes ; they are not China dishes , but very good ...
Стр. 98
... stew : laws , for all faults ; But faults so countenanc'd , that the strong statutes Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop , As much in mock as mark . Escal . Slander to the state ! Away with him to prison . Ang . What can you ...
... stew : laws , for all faults ; But faults so countenanc'd , that the strong statutes Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop , As much in mock as mark . Escal . Slander to the state ! Away with him to prison . Ang . What can you ...
Стр. 249
... Stew . Ay , madam . Gon . By day and night ! he wrongs me ; every hour He flashes into one gross crime or other , That set us all at odds : I'll not endure it : His knights grow riotous , and himself upbraids us On every trifle : -When ...
... Stew . Ay , madam . Gon . By day and night ! he wrongs me ; every hour He flashes into one gross crime or other , That set us all at odds : I'll not endure it : His knights grow riotous , and himself upbraids us On every trifle : -When ...
Стр. 251
... Stew . So please you , — [ Exit . Lear . What says the fellow there ? Call the clotpoll back . - Where's my fool , ho ? -I think the world's asleep . How now ? where's that mongrel ? Knight . He says , my lord , your daughter is not ...
... Stew . So please you , — [ Exit . Lear . What says the fellow there ? Call the clotpoll back . - Where's my fool , ho ? -I think the world's asleep . How now ? where's that mongrel ? Knight . He says , my lord , your daughter is not ...
Стр. 252
... Stew . My lady's father . • Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave : you whore- son dog ! you slave ! you cur ! Stew . I am none of this , my lord ; I beseech you , pardon me . Lear . Do you bandy looks with me , you rascal ...
... Stew . My lady's father . • Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave : you whore- son dog ! you slave ! you cur ! Stew . I am none of this , my lord ; I beseech you , pardon me . Lear . Do you bandy looks with me , you rascal ...
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ABHORSON Alack ANTIGONUS art thou AUTOLYCUS Barnardine Bawd beseech better Bohemia brother Burgundy Camillo Claud Claudio CLEOMENES Cordelia Corn daugh daughter dear death do't dost thou doth Duke duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fellow Fool friar Froth Gent gentleman give GLOSTER GONERIL grace hath hear heart heaven Hermione hither honest honour i'the Isab Isabel ISABELLA justice Kent king knave lady Lear Leon LEONTES look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid master mistress never night noble nuncle o'the offence pardon Paul Paulina poison'd Polixenes Pompey poor pr'ythee pray prince prison Prov Provost queen Re-enter Regan SCENE servant Shep Sicilia sirrah sister speak stand Stew tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast to-morrow villain What's wife
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Стр. 344 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Стр. 51 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
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Стр. 297 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Стр. 338 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful...
Стр. 21 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law. Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Стр. 326 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Стр. 66 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Стр. 291 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Стр. 162 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.