All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. MacbethC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... true reading ; ~ which , doubtlefs , was a good MING , i . e . mixture , compof- tion ; a word common to Shakespeare and the writers of this age , Par . I am fo full of bufineffes , I 1 and 14 ALL's WELL Par. What's pity? ...
... true reading ; ~ which , doubtlefs , was a good MING , i . e . mixture , compof- tion ; a word common to Shakespeare and the writers of this age , Par . I am fo full of bufineffes , I 1 and 14 ALL's WELL Par. What's pity? ...
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... him , but of his equal . This is the complete image of a well bred man , and fomewhat like this Voltaire has exhibited his hero Lewis XIV . JOHNSON . Clock Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exception 18 ALL'S WELL.
... him , but of his equal . This is the complete image of a well bred man , and fomewhat like this Voltaire has exhibited his hero Lewis XIV . JOHNSON . Clock Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exception 18 ALL'S WELL.
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... true minute when exceptions bad him speak . JOHNSON . He us'd as creatures of another place . ] i . e . He made allowances for their conduct , and bore from them what he would not from one of his own rank . The Oxford editor , not ...
... true minute when exceptions bad him speak . JOHNSON . He us'd as creatures of another place . ] i . e . He made allowances for their conduct , and bore from them what he would not from one of his own rank . The Oxford editor , not ...
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... true " fhall find ; " Your marriage comes by destiny , your cuckoo fings by kind . 66 Count . Get you gone , fir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , madam , that he bid He- len come to you ; of her I am to speak ...
... true " fhall find ; " Your marriage comes by destiny , your cuckoo fings by kind . 66 Count . Get you gone , fir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , madam , that he bid He- len come to you ; of her I am to speak ...
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... true ; But tell me then ' tis fo : -For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to the other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhewn in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That ...
... true ; But tell me then ' tis fo : -For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to the other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhewn in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt anſwer Autolycus Banquo becauſe beſt Bohemia buſineſs Camillo Clown Count defire Duke Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid fame fatire fear feems fenfe fervant ferve fhall fhew fhould fifter fignifies fince Fleance fleep foldier fome fomething fool fpeak fpeech ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet give hath heaven himſelf honour houſe i'the Illyria itſelf JOHNSON King lady lefs loft lord Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam mafter Malvolio means miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Narbon night o'the obferve occafion paffage perfon pleaſe pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe queen reafon Roffe ſay SCENE Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe Shep Sir Toby ſpeak STEEVENS Thane thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thought ufed underſtand uſe WARBURTON whofe wife Witch word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 330 - By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Seite 414 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty...
Seite 417 - 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.
Seite 268 - That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 466 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 425 - If we should fail? Lady M. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Seite 428 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Seite 407 - New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould. But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Seite 460 - Till thou applaud the deed. 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...
Seite 101 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.