The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury-Lane, Covent-Garden, and Haymarket ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1808 |
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... Arthur's hand , Thy nephew , and right royal sovereign . K. John . What follows , if we disallow of this ? Cha . The proud control of fierce and bloody war , To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld . K. John . Here have we war for ...
... Arthur's hand , Thy nephew , and right royal sovereign . K. John . What follows , if we disallow of this ? Cha . The proud control of fierce and bloody war , To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld . K. John . Here have we war for ...
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... ARTHUR , CONSTANCE , the ARCHDUKE of AUSTRIA , FRENCH HERALD , GENTLEMEN , a TRUMPET , and GUARDS . K. Phil . Before Angiers well met , brave Austria.- Arthur , that great forerunner of thy blood , Richard , that robb'd the lion of his ...
... ARTHUR , CONSTANCE , the ARCHDUKE of AUSTRIA , FRENCH HERALD , GENTLEMEN , a TRUMPET , and GUARDS . K. Phil . Before Angiers well met , brave Austria.- Arthur , that great forerunner of thy blood , Richard , that robb'd the lion of his ...
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... Arthur do I claim of thee : Wilt thou resign them , and lay down thy arms ? K. John . My life as soon : -I do defy thee , France , Arthur of Bretagne , yield thee to my hand ; And , out of my dear love , I'll give thee more Than e'er ...
... Arthur do I claim of thee : Wilt thou resign them , and lay down thy arms ? K. John . My life as soon : -I do defy thee , France , Arthur of Bretagne , yield thee to my hand ; And , out of my dear love , I'll give thee more Than e'er ...
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... Arthur , Duke of Bretagne , in ; Who , by the hand of France , this day hath made Much work for tears in many an English mother , Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground ; While victory , with little loss , doth play Upon the ...
... Arthur , Duke of Bretagne , in ; Who , by the hand of France , this day hath made Much work for tears in many an English mother , Whose sons lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground ; While victory , with little loss , doth play Upon the ...
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... Arthur Duke of Bretagne , And Earl of Richmond ; and this rich fair town We make him lord of . - Call the Lady Constance , Some speedy messenger ; bid her repair To our solemnity.- [ Exit SALISBURY . Go we , as well as haste will suffer ...
... Arthur Duke of Bretagne , And Earl of Richmond ; and this rich fair town We make him lord of . - Call the Lady Constance , Some speedy messenger ; bid her repair To our solemnity.- [ Exit SALISBURY . Go we , as well as haste will suffer ...
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Полный просмотр - 1808 |
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Abbess Angelo ANTIPHOLIS art thou Arth BENVOLIO blood brother Buck CAPULET Catesby cousin dead dear death didst dost doth DROMIO Duch Duke Egeon England Enter EPHESUS Exeunt Exit Exit ENGLISH eyes fair farewell father Faul FAULCONBRIDGE fear France Friar FRIAR LAWRENCE friends gentle GENTLEMEN GHOST give Glost GLOSTER Graved grief GUILDENSTERN Hamlet hand hath hear heart Heaven holy Horatio Hubert husband Juliet kill'd KING JOHN Lady Laer Laertes Lesbia live look lord LORD STANLEY madam majesty Mercutio mistress mother ne'er never night Nurse Ophelia OSRICK PANDULPH peace Phil play POLONIUS pray Prince Queen Romeo Romeo and Juliet ROSENCRANTZ SCENE sorrow soul speak Stanley sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast Tibalt tongue Tressel Trumpets villain wife wilt word
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Стр. 18 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Стр. 28 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Стр. 32 - What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! 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.
Стр. 20 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Стр. 45 - No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice And could of men distinguish, her election Hath seal'd thee for herself...
Стр. 79 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam, and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Стр. 13 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Стр. 40 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
Стр. 18 - But to my mind, — though I am native here, And to the manner born, — it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
Стр. 44 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.