Wit, Wisdom, and Beauties of ShakespeareHoughton, Mifflin, 1887 - 188 Seiten |
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... play truant at his tales And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse . KING . Act 2 , Sc . 1 , l . 67 . Thy own wish wish I thee in every place . ARMADO . Sweet smoke of rhetoric ! BIRON . Act 2 , Sc ...
... play truant at his tales And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse . KING . Act 2 , Sc . 1 , l . 67 . Thy own wish wish I thee in every place . ARMADO . Sweet smoke of rhetoric ! BIRON . Act 2 , Sc ...
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... play a part , And mine a sad one . Act 1 , Sc . 1 , l . 76 . GRATIANO . Let me play the fool ; With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come , And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans . Why should ...
... play a part , And mine a sad one . Act 1 , Sc . 1 , l . 76 . GRATIANO . Let me play the fool ; With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come , And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans . Why should ...
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... Notwithstanding , use your love do not persuade you to letter . Act 3 , Sc . 2 , 1. 292 . pleasure : if your come , let not my Act 3 , Sc . 2 , 1. 319 . LORENZO . How every fool can play upon that word MERCHANT OF VENICE . 29.
... Notwithstanding , use your love do not persuade you to letter . Act 3 , Sc . 2 , 1. 292 . pleasure : if your come , let not my Act 3 , Sc . 2 , 1. 319 . LORENZO . How every fool can play upon that word MERCHANT OF VENICE . 29.
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... play some heavenly match , And on the wager lay two earthly women , And Portia one , there must be something else Pawn'd with the other , for the poor rude world Hath not her fellow . Act 3 , Sc . 5 , 1. 75 . ANTONIO . You may as well ...
... play some heavenly match , And on the wager lay two earthly women , And Portia one , there must be something else Pawn'd with the other , for the poor rude world Hath not her fellow . Act 3 , Sc . 5 , 1. 75 . ANTONIO . You may as well ...
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... TWELFTH - NIGHT ; OR , WHAT YOU WILL . DUKE . If music be the food of love , play on ; Give me excess of it , that , surfeiting , The appetite may sicken , and so die , That 40 BEAUTIES OF SHAKESPEARE . Twelfth Night (1599-1600)
... TWELFTH - NIGHT ; OR , WHAT YOU WILL . DUKE . If music be the food of love , play on ; Give me excess of it , that , surfeiting , The appetite may sicken , and so die , That 40 BEAUTIES OF SHAKESPEARE . Twelfth Night (1599-1600)
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angel ANTONY BASSANIO beauty BIRON blood brain breath brow Brutus Cæsar Cassius cheeks CLEOPATRA CRESSIDA dead dear death deeds devil didst doth dream earth EDWIN PERCY WHIPPLE ENOBARBUS eyes fair false FALSTAFF farewell fear fool fortune Fortune's friends gilt top give GLOSTER grace grief GUIDERIUS HAMLET hath hear heart heaven hell honour HOTSPUR IAGO ISABEL JULIUS CÆSAR KING HENRY KING RICHARD kiss LADY MACBETH LAERTES LEAR lips live look lord lov'd love's MERCUTIO mind mortal ne'er never night noble o'er OPHELIA OTHELLO PANDULPH PERICLES play POLONIUS poor PORTIA praise RICHARD GRANT WHITE ROMEO rude Shakespeare sing slave sleep sorrow soul speak spirit stars sweet tears thee There's THESEUS thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought tongue TROILUS true VALENTINE villain villains by necessity virtue weep WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind woman words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 26 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Seite 145 - LAERTES' head. And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd, comrade.
Seite 151 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Gnildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' ye : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? and...
Seite 96 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Seite 128 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse.
Seite 124 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonorable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus...
Seite 148 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 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.
Seite 128 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And sure he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Seite 109 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 57 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o