The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Том 4 |
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Стр. 155
You , my lord , best know , ( Who least will seem to do so , ) my past life Hath
been as continent , as chaste , as true , As I am now unhappy ; which is more
Than history can pattern , though devis ' d , And play ' d , to take spectators : For
behold ...
You , my lord , best know , ( Who least will seem to do so , ) my past life Hath
been as continent , as chaste , as true , As I am now unhappy ; which is more
Than history can pattern , though devis ' d , And play ' d , to take spectators : For
behold ...
Стр. 187
Pray now , buy some : I love a ballad in print , a ' - life ; for then we are sure they
are true . Aut . Here ' s one to a very doleful tune , How a usurer ' s wife was
brought to bed of twenty moneybags at a burden ; and how she longed to eat
adders ...
Pray now , buy some : I love a ballad in print , a ' - life ; for then we are sure they
are true . Aut . Here ' s one to a very doleful tune , How a usurer ' s wife was
brought to bed of twenty moneybags at a burden ; and how she longed to eat
adders ...
Стр. 208
True , too true , my lord : , If , one by one , you wedded all the world , Or , from the
all that are , took something good , To make a perfect woman ; she , you kill ' d ,
Would be unparallel ' d . Cleo . Leon . I think so . Killid ! 4 Or , from the all that are
...
True , too true , my lord : , If , one by one , you wedded all the world , Or , from the
all that are , took something good , To make a perfect woman ; she , you kill ' d ,
Would be unparallel ' d . Cleo . Leon . I think so . Killid ! 4 Or , from the all that are
...
Стр. 218
How goes it now , sir ? this news , which is called true , is so like an old tale , that
the verity of it is in strong suspicion : Has the king found his heir ? 3 Gent . Most
true ; if ever truth were pregnant by circumstance : that , which you hear , you ' ll ...
How goes it now , sir ? this news , which is called true , is so like an old tale , that
the verity of it is in strong suspicion : Has the king found his heir ? 3 Gent . Most
true ; if ever truth were pregnant by circumstance : that , which you hear , you ' ll ...
Стр. 370
O , these flaws , and starts , ( Impostors to true fear , ) would well becomes A
woman ' s story , at a winter ' s fire , Authoriz ' d by her grandam . Shame itself !
Why do you make such faces ? When all ' s done , You look but on a stool . Macb
.
O , these flaws , and starts , ( Impostors to true fear , ) would well becomes A
woman ' s story , at a winter ' s fire , Authoriz ' d by her grandam . Shame itself !
Why do you make such faces ? When all ' s done , You look but on a stool . Macb
.
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| Название | The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a ..., Том 4 The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Иллюстрации | Henry Fuseli |
| Издатель | F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 30 дек 2006 |
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