The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Том 4H. Durell, 1817 |
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... young French Lords , that serve with Bertram in the Florentine war . Steward , Clown , A Page . } servants to the countess of Rousillon Countess of Rousillon , mother to Bertram . HELENA , a gentlewoman , protected by the countess . An ...
... young French Lords , that serve with Bertram in the Florentine war . Steward , Clown , A Page . } servants to the countess of Rousillon Countess of Rousillon , mother to Bertram . HELENA , a gentlewoman , protected by the countess . An ...
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... young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that had ! how sad a passage ' tis ! ) whose skill was al- most as great as his honesty ; had it stretched so far , would have made nature immortal , and death should have play for lack of work ...
... young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that had ! how sad a passage ' tis ! ) whose skill was al- most as great as his honesty ; had it stretched so far , would have made nature immortal , and death should have play for lack of work ...
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... young man who falls into their way is betrayed as much by his judgment as his passions . JOHNSON . [ 3 ] Helena has , I believe , a meaning here , that she does not wish should be un- derstood by the countess . Her affected sorrow was ...
... young man who falls into their way is betrayed as much by his judgment as his passions . JOHNSON . [ 3 ] Helena has , I believe , a meaning here , that she does not wish should be un- derstood by the countess . Her affected sorrow was ...
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... Young Bertram . King . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts May'st thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Bert . My thanks and duty are ...
... Young Bertram . King . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts May'st thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Bert . My thanks and duty are ...
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... young Charbon the puritan , and old Poysam the papist , howsoe'er their hearts are severed in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joll horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul - mouthed ...
... young Charbon the puritan , and old Poysam the papist , howsoe'er their hearts are severed in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joll horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul - mouthed ...
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Antigonus AUTOLYCUS Banquo BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honest honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady Lady MACBETH LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam maid MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress murder Narbon nature never night noble Olivia Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE servant Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH sleep speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to't WARBURTON weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
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Стр. 289 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Стр. 285 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on- the other.
Стр. 317 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Стр. 285 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Стр. 305 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Стр. 286 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
Стр. 224 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Стр. 64 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Стр. 296 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Стр. 281 - Come you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!