The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Band 9Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... child . Lucio . Believe me , this may be : he promised to meet me two hours since ; and he was ever precise in pro- mise - keeping . 2 Gent . Besides , you know , it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose . 1 Gent ...
... child . Lucio . Believe me , this may be : he promised to meet me two hours since ; and he was ever precise in pro- mise - keeping . 2 Gent . Besides , you know , it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose . 1 Gent ...
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... , Till time had made them for us . But it chances , The stealth of our most mutual entertainment , With character too gross , is writ on Juliet . Lucio . With child , perhaps ? Claud . Unhappily SCENE III . MEASURE FOR MEASURE . 13.
... , Till time had made them for us . But it chances , The stealth of our most mutual entertainment , With character too gross , is writ on Juliet . Lucio . With child , perhaps ? Claud . Unhappily SCENE III . MEASURE FOR MEASURE . 13.
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... child , perhaps ? Claud . Unhappily , even so . And the new deputy now for the duke , ― Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness ; Or whether that the body public be A horse whereon the governor doth ride , Who , newly in the seat ...
... child , perhaps ? Claud . Unhappily , even so . And the new deputy now for the duke , ― Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness ; Or whether that the body public be A horse whereon the governor doth ride , Who , newly in the seat ...
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... children's sight , For terror , not to use ; in time the rod Becomes more mock'd , than fear'd : so our decrees , Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose ; The baby beats the nurse , and ...
... children's sight , For terror , not to use ; in time the rod Becomes more mock'd , than fear'd : so our decrees , Dead to infliction , to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose ; The baby beats the nurse , and ...
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... child . Isab . Sir , make me not your story . Lucio . It is true . I would not - though ' tis my familiar sin With maids to seem the lapwing , and to jest , Tongue far from heart , -play with all virgins so : I hold you as a thing ensky ...
... child . Isab . Sir , make me not your story . Lucio . It is true . I would not - though ' tis my familiar sin With maids to seem the lapwing , and to jest , Tongue far from heart , -play with all virgins so : I hold you as a thing ensky ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ABHORSON Alack ANTIGONUS art thou AUTOLYCUS Barnardine Bawd beseech better Bohemia brother Burgundy Camillo Claud Claudio CLEOMENES Cordelia Corn daugh daughter dear death do't dost thou doth Duke duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fellow Fool friar Froth Gent gentleman give GLOSTER GONERIL grace hath hear heart heaven Hermione hither honest honour i'the Isab Isabel ISABELLA justice Kent king knave lady Lear Leon LEONTES look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid master mistress never night noble nuncle o'the offence pardon Paul Paulina poison'd Polixenes Pompey poor pr'ythee pray prince prison Prov Provost queen Re-enter Regan SCENE servant Shep Sicilia sirrah sister speak stand Stew tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast to-morrow villain What's wife
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 344 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Seite 51 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Seite 299 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings! come, unbutton here.
Seite 297 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 338 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful...
Seite 21 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law. Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Seite 326 - 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 66 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Seite 291 - 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 162 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.