The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Том 4 |
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Стр. 1611
Edward , what Satisfaction canst thou make , For bearing Arms , for stirring up my
Subje & s , And all the Trouble thou hast turn'd me to ? Prince . Speak like a
Subject , proud ambitious York . Suppose that I am now my Father's Mouth ,
Resign ...
Edward , what Satisfaction canst thou make , For bearing Arms , for stirring up my
Subje & s , And all the Trouble thou hast turn'd me to ? Prince . Speak like a
Subject , proud ambitious York . Suppose that I am now my Father's Mouth ,
Resign ...
Стр. 1636
Thy self a Queen , for me that was a Qiseen , Out - live thy Glory , like my
wretched self : Long may'st thou live to wail thy Childrens Death , And see
another , as I see thee now , Deck'd in thy Rights , as thou art stallid in mine .
Long die thy ...
Thy self a Queen , for me that was a Qiseen , Out - live thy Glory , like my
wretched self : Long may'st thou live to wail thy Childrens Death , And see
another , as I see thee now , Deck'd in thy Rights , as thou art stallid in mine .
Long die thy ...
Стр. 1695
How can'ft thou woo her ? K. Rich . That I would learn of you , As one being best
acquainted with her Humour . Queen . And wilt thou learn of me ? K. Rich .
Madam , with all my Heart . Queen . Send to her , by the Man that few her
Brothers , A ...
How can'ft thou woo her ? K. Rich . That I would learn of you , As one being best
acquainted with her Humour . Queen . And wilt thou learn of me ? K. Rich .
Madam , with all my Heart . Queen . Send to her , by the Man that few her
Brothers , A ...
Стр. 1834
Thou Bitch - Wolf's Son , canst thou not hear ? Feel then . [ Strikes him . Ther .
The Plague of Greece upon thee , thou Mungrel beef - witted Lord . Ajex . Speak
then , you whinid'It leaven , speak , I will beat thee into handsomness . Ther , I
shall ...
Thou Bitch - Wolf's Son , canst thou not hear ? Feel then . [ Strikes him . Ther .
The Plague of Greece upon thee , thou Mungrel beef - witted Lord . Ajex . Speak
then , you whinid'It leaven , speak , I will beat thee into handsomness . Ther , I
shall ...
Стр. 1835
Thou should it strike him . Ajax . Cobloaf . Ther . He would pun thee into Shivers
with his Fist , as a Sailor breaks a Bisket . Ajax . You whorson Cur , [ Beating him ,
Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a Witch . Ther . Ay , do , thou fodden - witted ...
Thou should it strike him . Ajax . Cobloaf . Ther . He would pun thee into Shivers
with his Fist , as a Sailor breaks a Bisket . Ajax . You whorson Cur , [ Beating him ,
Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a Witch . Ther . Ay , do , thou fodden - witted ...
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Стр. 1748 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Стр. 1541 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Стр. 1815 - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
Стр. 1757 - Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely...
Стр. 1832 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Стр. 1751 - I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Стр. 1833 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded...
Стр. 1751 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Стр. 1848 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.