Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
Результаты поиска по книге
Результаты 1 – 5 из 47
Стр. 4
... Sir TOBY BELCH , Uncle to Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK , a foolish knight , prétending to Olivia . A Sea - Captain , Friend to Viola . FABIAN , Servant to Olivia . MALVOLIO , a fantastical Steward to Olivia . Clown , Servant to ...
... Sir TOBY BELCH , Uncle to Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK , a foolish knight , prétending to Olivia . A Sea - Captain , Friend to Viola . FABIAN , Servant to Olivia . MALVOLIO , a fantastical Steward to Olivia . Clown , Servant to ...
Стр. 9
... Sir TOBY , and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure , care's an enemy to life . B 111 Mar. Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must AЯ 1 . WHAT YOU WILL .
... Sir TOBY , and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure , care's an enemy to life . B 111 Mar. Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must AЯ 1 . WHAT YOU WILL .
Стр. 10
William Shakespeare. Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o'nights ; your cousin , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except , before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine ...
William Shakespeare. Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o'nights ; your cousin , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except , before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine ...
Стр. 11
... Sir To . With drinking healths to my niece ; I'll drink to her , as long as there's a passage in my throat , and ... Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir To . Sweet Sir Andrew ! Sir And . Bless you , fair shrew , Mar. And you too ...
... Sir To . With drinking healths to my niece ; I'll drink to her , as long as there's a passage in my throat , and ... Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir To . Sweet Sir Andrew ! Sir And . Bless you , fair shrew , Mar. And you too ...
Стр. 13
... Sir Toby . Sir To . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? Sir And . What is pourquoy ? do , or not do ? I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues , that I have in fencing , dancing , and bear - baiting : 0 , had I but follow'd the arts ! 202 ...
... Sir Toby . Sir To . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? Sir And . What is pourquoy ? do , or not do ? I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues , that I have in fencing , dancing , and bear - baiting : 0 , had I but follow'd the arts ! 202 ...
Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения
ancient Antigonus Autolycus Ben Jonson beseech better Bohemia Brownist called Camillo Cesario CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fool Gent gentleman give hand Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY Hermione honest Honest Whore honour i'the Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king kiss knight lady last enchantment Leontes lord madam MALONE Malvolio means mistress musick never o'er o'the old copy Olivia on't pash passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Polyolbion pr'ythee pray prince queen Romeo and Juliet SCENE seems Shakspere Shakspere's Shep shew Sicilia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Toby Sir Topas song speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee THEOBALD there's thing thou art thou hast three merry TWELFTH NIGHT Viola volgo WARBURTON WINTER'S TALE woman word
Популярные отрывки
Стр. 75 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Стр. 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Стр. 77 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Стр. 75 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Стр. 5 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Стр. 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Стр. 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Стр. 33 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.