Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, Band 9D. Leach, 1767 |
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... Sweet Pandarus , - PAN . Pray you , fpeak no more to me ; I will leave all as I found it , and there an end . [ Exit PANDARUS . Alarums heard . TRO . Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude founds ! Fools on both fides ! Helen ...
... Sweet Pandarus , - PAN . Pray you , fpeak no more to me ; I will leave all as I found it , and there an end . [ Exit PANDARUS . Alarums heard . TRO . Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude founds ! Fools on both fides ! Helen ...
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... Sweet queen , fweet queen ; that's a sweet queen , i'faith . PAR . And to make a sweet lady fad , is a four offence . HEL . Nay , that shall not ferve your turn ; that shall it not , in truth , la . Nay , I care not for such words ; no ...
... Sweet queen , fweet queen ; that's a sweet queen , i'faith . PAR . And to make a sweet lady fad , is a four offence . HEL . Nay , that shall not ferve your turn ; that shall it not , in truth , la . Nay , I care not for such words ; no ...
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... sweet lord , thou haft a fine forehead . PAN . Ay , you may , you may . HEL . Let thy fong be love : this love will undo us all . Oh , Cupid , Cupid , Cupid ! 23 v . Note . PAN . Love ! ay , that it shall , 52 Troilus and Creffida .
... sweet lord , thou haft a fine forehead . PAN . Ay , you may , you may . HEL . Let thy fong be love : this love will undo us all . Oh , Cupid , Cupid , Cupid ! 23 v . Note . PAN . Love ! ay , that it shall , 52 Troilus and Creffida .
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... Sweet lord , who's a'field to - day ? PAR . Hector , Deiphobus , Helenus , Antenor , and all the gallantry of Troy : I would fain have arm'd to - day , but my Nell would not have it fo . How chance my brother Troilus went not ? HEL . He ...
... Sweet lord , who's a'field to - day ? PAR . Hector , Deiphobus , Helenus , Antenor , and all the gallantry of Troy : I would fain have arm'd to - day , but my Nell would not have it fo . How chance my brother Troilus went not ? HEL . He ...
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... sweet queen . HEL . Commend me to your niece . PAN . I will , fweet queen . [ Exit . Retreat founded . PAR . They're come from field : let us to Priam's hall , To greet the warriors . Sweet Helen , I muft woo you To help unarm our ...
... sweet queen . HEL . Commend me to your niece . PAN . I will , fweet queen . [ Exit . Retreat founded . PAR . They're come from field : let us to Priam's hall , To greet the warriors . Sweet Helen , I muft woo you To help unarm our ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Antenor art thou beſt better Britain brother Calchas Cloten Cordelia Crefid Cymbeline daughter Diomed doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fame father fear feek feem fervice fhall fhew fhould fifter fince firſt flain fome fool foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword GLOSTER gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heavens Hector Helenus himſelf honour i'the Imogen itſelf king lady Lear lord madam mafter Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf o'the Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio Pofthumus Pr'ythee pray Priam queen SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee there's Therfites thing thou art Troilus Trojan Troy villain What's yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 85 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Seite 54 - Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Seite 66 - There is a mystery (with whom relation Durst never meddle) in the soul of state; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to...
Seite 84 - 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.
Seite 97 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 64 - 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 13 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Seite 50 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's.
Seite 88 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Seite 18 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!