Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 1 - 5 от 32.
Страница 40
... blushing pilgrims , to take off that offence , to atone for it by a sweet penance . Our poet therefore must have wrote , the gentle fine is this . WARBURTON . Jul . Jul . Then have my lips the fin that they 40 ROMEO AND JULIET .
... blushing pilgrims , to take off that offence , to atone for it by a sweet penance . Our poet therefore must have wrote , the gentle fine is this . WARBURTON . Jul . Jul . Then have my lips the fin that they 40 ROMEO AND JULIET .
Страница 42
... sweet . [ Exit Chorus . 3. CHORUS . ] This chorus added fince the first edition . POPE . Chorus . The ufe of this chorus is not easily discovered ; it conduces nothing to the progrefs of the play , but relates what is already known , or ...
... sweet . [ Exit Chorus . 3. CHORUS . ] This chorus added fince the first edition . POPE . Chorus . The ufe of this chorus is not easily discovered ; it conduces nothing to the progrefs of the play , but relates what is already known , or ...
Страница 48
... sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . ful . I would not for the world , they faw thee here . Rom . I have night's cloak to hide me from their fight ; And , but thou love me , let them find me here ; My life were better ended by ...
... sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . ful . I would not for the world , they faw thee here . Rom . I have night's cloak to hide me from their fight ; And , but thou love me , let them find me here ; My life were better ended by ...
Страница 49
... Sweet , good night . This bud of love by fummer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower , when next we meet . Good night , good night ! -as fweet repofe and reft Come to thy heart , as that within my breaft ! Rom . O , wilt thou ...
... Sweet , good night . This bud of love by fummer's ripening breath May prove a beauteous flower , when next we meet . Good night , good night ! -as fweet repofe and reft Come to thy heart , as that within my breaft ! Rom . O , wilt thou ...
Страница 50
... Sweet Montague , be true . Stay but a little , I will come again . Rom . O bleffed , bleffed night ! I am afraid , Being in night , all this is but a dream , Too flattering - fweet to be fubftantial . Re - enter Juliet above . [ Exit ...
... Sweet Montague , be true . Stay but a little , I will come again . Rom . O bleffed , bleffed night ! I am afraid , Being in night , all this is but a dream , Too flattering - fweet to be fubftantial . Re - enter Juliet above . [ Exit ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
againſt allufion anſwer becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio called Capulet caufe Clown death Defdemona doft doth edition Emil Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid fame father fatirical fecond feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft flain fleep folio fome foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword give Hamlet Hanmer hath heart heaven himſelf honeft houſe huſband Iago itſelf JOHNSON Juliet king lady Laer Laertes laft lefs lord means Mercutio moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night Nurfe obferved occafion old quarto Ophelia Othello paffage paffion perfon phrafe play poet Polonius POPE prefent purpoſe quarto quarto reads Queen reafon Romeo Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe tranflation Tybalt ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe wife word
Популярни откъси
Страница 265 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
Страница 214 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Страница 35 - 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, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Страница 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Страница 32 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Страница 91 - 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...
Страница 470 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Страница 241 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Страница 170 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Страница 376 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...