The Works of Shakespeare, Band 1Macmillan, 1899 |
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... light of truth ; while truth the while Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look : Light seeking light doth light of light beguile : Sơ , ere you find where light in darkness lies , Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes . Study ...
... light of truth ; while truth the while Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look : Light seeking light doth light of light beguile : Sơ , ere you find where light in darkness lies , Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes . Study ...
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... light wench . Arm . I say , sing . Moth . Forbear till this company be past . Enter DULL , COSTARD , and JAQUENETTA . Dull . Sir , the duke's pleasure is , that you keep Costard safe : and you must suffer him to III . owe , own . native ...
... light wench . Arm . I say , sing . Moth . Forbear till this company be past . Enter DULL , COSTARD , and JAQUENETTA . Dull . Sir , the duke's pleasure is , that you keep Costard safe : and you must suffer him to III . owe , own . native ...
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... light in the light . I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet . Her mother's , I have heard . Long . God's blessing on your beard ! Boyet ...
... light in the light . I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet . Her mother's , I have heard . Long . God's blessing on your beard ! Boyet ...
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... light , but for her eye , I 10 would not love her ; yes , for her two eyes . Well , I do nothing in the world but lie , and lie in my throat . By heaven , I do love ; and it hath taught me to rhyme and to be melancholy ; and here is ...
... light , but for her eye , I 10 would not love her ; yes , for her two eyes . Well , I do nothing in the world but lie , and lie in my throat . By heaven , I do love ; and it hath taught me to rhyme and to be melancholy ; and here is ...
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... light ; Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep : No drop but as a coach doth carry thee ; So ridest thou triúmphing in my woe . Do but behold the tears that swell in me , And they thy glory through my grief will show : But do not ...
... light ; Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep : No drop but as a coach doth carry thee ; So ridest thou triúmphing in my woe . Do but behold the tears that swell in me , And they thy glory through my grief will show : But do not ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Antipholus Armado Biron Boyet chain comedy Comedy of Errors Cost Costard dear Demetrius dost thou doth dream Dromio Duke Dull Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes F. W. H. MYERS fair fairy father favour fear fool forsworn gentle Gentlemen give gone grace hath hear heart heaven Helena hence Hermia Hippolyta Julia Kath King lady Launce letter lion Longaville look lord Love's Labour's Lost lovers Lysander madam Marry master merry mistress moon Moth Navarre never night oath Oberon play Pompey pray princess Proteus Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter Rosaline SCENE Shakespeare Silvia Sir Proteus sleep speak Speed stay sweet Syracuse tears tell thee Theseus thine thing Thisby thou art thou hast Thurio Tita Titania tongue true unto Valentine villain wench wife word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 118 - Why, that's the way to choke a gibing spirit, Whose influence is begot of that loose grace Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools : A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Seite 329 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Seite 272 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling : She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring.
Seite 120 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Seite 368 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta : never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Seite 120 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Seite 119 - Cuckoo, cuckoo : O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear ! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Seite 323 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Seite 314 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night. That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, " Behold ! " The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion.
Seite 374 - More strange than true : I never may believe These antique fables nor these fairy toys. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact.