The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Том 4 |
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Стр. 274
What observation mad ' st thou in this case , Of his heart ' s meteors tilting in his
face ? Luc . First , he denied you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me
none ; the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he , that he was a. 8 - meteors tilting
...
What observation mad ' st thou in this case , Of his heart ' s meteors tilting in his
face ? Luc . First , he denied you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me
none ; the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he , that he was a. 8 - meteors tilting
...
Стр. 301
... the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare,
&c. by Alexander Chalmers William Shakespeare. Have written strange
defeatures in my face : But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ? Ant . E .
Neither .
... the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare,
&c. by Alexander Chalmers William Shakespeare. Have written strange
defeatures in my face : But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ? Ant . E .
Neither .
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There ' s no art , To find the mind ' s construction in the face : 8 1 - my dull brain
was wrought With things forgotten . ] My head was worked , agitated , put into
commotion . 8 To find the mind ' s construction in the face : ] Dr . Johnson seems
to ...
There ' s no art , To find the mind ' s construction in the face : 8 1 - my dull brain
was wrought With things forgotten . ] My head was worked , agitated , put into
commotion . 8 To find the mind ' s construction in the face : ] Dr . Johnson seems
to ...
Стр. 331
Your face , my thane , is as a book , where men May read strange matters ; ? – To
beguile the time , Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye , Your hand , your
tongue : look like the innocent flower , But be the serpent under it . He that ' s ...
Your face , my thane , is as a book , where men May read strange matters ; ? – To
beguile the time , Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye , Your hand , your
tongue : look like the innocent flower , But be the serpent under it . He that ' s ...
Стр. 405
What soldiers , whey - face ? Serv . The English force , so please you . Macb .
Take thy face hence . - Seyton ! - I am sick at heart , When I behold — Seyton , I
say ! — This push Will cheer me ever , or disseat me now . I have liv ' d long
enough ...
What soldiers , whey - face ? Serv . The English force , so please you . Macb .
Take thy face hence . - Seyton ! - I am sick at heart , When I behold — Seyton , I
say ! — This push Will cheer me ever , or disseat me now . I have liv ' d long
enough ...
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Стр. 365 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
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Стр. 377 - Witch. 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; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Стр. 343 - Now o'er the one half-world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Стр. 181 - 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. 323 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
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| Название | The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a ..., Том 4 The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Иллюстрации | Henry Fuseli |
| Издатель | F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 30 дек 2006 |
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