The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... dear ! So fhows a fnowy dove trooping with crows , As yonder Lady o'er her fellows shows . The measure done , I'll watch her place of stand , And touching hers , make happy my rude hand . Did my heart love ' till now ? forfwear it ...
... dear ! So fhows a fnowy dove trooping with crows , As yonder Lady o'er her fellows shows . The measure done , I'll watch her place of stand , And touching hers , make happy my rude hand . Did my heart love ' till now ? forfwear it ...
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... dear faint , let lips do what hands do , They pray ; grant thou , left faith turn to defpair . † # .... He fhall be endur'd . What , goodman - boy- I fay he fhall . Go to --- Am I the mafter here , or your go to .. You'll not endure him ...
... dear faint , let lips do what hands do , They pray ; grant thou , left faith turn to defpair . † # .... He fhall be endur'd . What , goodman - boy- I fay he fhall . Go to --- Am I the mafter here , or your go to .. You'll not endure him ...
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... dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , be gone , the fport is at the best . Rom . Ay , fo I fear , the more is my unreft . Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare not to be gone , We have a trifling foolish banquet towards . Is ...
... dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , be gone , the fport is at the best . Rom . Ay , fo I fear , the more is my unreft . Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare not to be gone , We have a trifling foolish banquet towards . Is ...
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... that which we call a rofe , By any other name would smell as fweet . So Romeo would , were he not Romeo call'd , Retain that dear perfection which he owes , С 2 Without Without that title ; Romeo , quit thy name , Romeo and Juliet . 27.
... that which we call a rofe , By any other name would smell as fweet . So Romeo would , were he not Romeo call'd , Retain that dear perfection which he owes , С 2 Without Without that title ; Romeo , quit thy name , Romeo and Juliet . 27.
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... dear faint , is hateful to my self , Because it is an enemy to thee . Had I it written , I would tear the word . Jul . My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's uttering , yet I know the found . Art thou not Romeo ...
... dear faint , is hateful to my self , Because it is an enemy to thee . Had I it written , I would tear the word . Jul . My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's uttering , yet I know the found . Art thou not Romeo ...
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againſt art thou Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Capulet cauſe Clown Cyprus dead dear death Defdemona Denmark doft thou doth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fame Farewel father feem feen felf fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignifies flain fleep fome Fortinbras foul fpeak fpeech Friar Lawrence ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword gentlemen give Hamlet hath heart heav'n himſelf honeft Horatio houſe huſband Iago is't Jago Juliet King Lady Laer Laertes lago Lord Madam Mantua marry Mercutio moft Moor moſt Mountague muft murther muſt night Nurfe Ophelia Othello Polonius pray purpoſe Queen Rodorigo Romeo SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art to-night Tybalt uſe villain whofe wife word worfe
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Стр. 154 - I'll be with you straight. Go a little before. [Exeunt all except HAMLET How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Стр. 124 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her! What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have?
Стр. 131 - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Стр. 41 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Стр. 140 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Стр. 141 - The cease of majesty Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it...
Стр. 140 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak.
Стр. 199 - I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life and education; My life and education both do learn me How to respect you; you are the lord of duty; I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor my lord.
Стр. 209 - O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Стр. 118 - In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel ! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.