The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 12 |
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Thou canst strike , canst thou ? a red murrain o'thy jade's trick's ! 9 Ajax . Toads -
stool , learn me the proclamation . Ther . Dost thou think , I have no sense , thou
strikest me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , Ther . Thou art proclaimed a fool , I ...
Thou canst strike , canst thou ? a red murrain o'thy jade's trick's ! 9 Ajax . Toads -
stool , learn me the proclamation . Ther . Dost thou think , I have no sense , thou
strikest me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , Ther . Thou art proclaimed a fool , I ...
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may tutor thee : Thou scurvy valiant ass ! thou art here put to thrash Trojans ; and
thou art bought and sold ? among those of any wit , like a Barbarian slave . If thou
use to beat me , 8 I will begin at thy heel , and tell what thou art by inches , thou ...
may tutor thee : Thou scurvy valiant ass ! thou art here put to thrash Trojans ; and
thou art bought and sold ? among those of any wit , like a Barbarian slave . If thou
use to beat me , 8 I will begin at thy heel , and tell what thou art by inches , thou ...
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Arise , fair sun , and kill the envious moon , Who is already sick and pale with
grief , That thou her maid art fur piore fair than she : Be not her maid , ' since she
is envious ; Her vestal livery is but sick and green , And none but fools do wear it
...
Arise , fair sun , and kill the envious moon , Who is already sick and pale with
grief , That thou her maid art fur piore fair than she : Be not her maid , ' since she
is envious ; Her vestal livery is but sick and green , And none but fools do wear it
...
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of thy wits , than , I am sure , I have in my whole five : Was I with you there for the
goose ? ... Why , is not this better now than groaning for love ? now art thou
sociable , now art thou Romeo ; now art thou what thou art , by art as well as by
nature ...
of thy wits , than , I am sure , I have in my whole five : Was I with you there for the
goose ? ... Why , is not this better now than groaning for love ? now art thou
sociable , now art thou Romeo ; now art thou what thou art , by art as well as by
nature ...
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Hold thy desperate hand : Art thou a man ? thy form cries out , thou art ; Thy tears
are womanish ; thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury of a beast ... Thou
hast amaz'd me : by my holy order , I thought thy disposition better temper'd .
Hold thy desperate hand : Art thou a man ? thy form cries out , thou art ; Thy tears
are womanish ; thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury of a beast ... Thou
hast amaz'd me : by my holy order , I thought thy disposition better temper'd .
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Страница 42 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
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Страница 318 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
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Страница 207 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Страница 119 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Страница 261 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Страница 118 - 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...
Страница 240 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind...
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| Заглавие | The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 12 The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Редактор | Isaac Reed |
| Издател | C. and A. Conrad, 1809 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 28 Дек 2006 |
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