Shakespeare's King Henry the Eighth: And The TempestGinn, 1895 - 461 страници |
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... tell whether he shapes her movements or merely falls in with them ; that is , whether his art stands in submission or command . His sorcery indeed is the sorcery of knowledge , his magic the magic of virtue . For what so marvellous as ...
... tell whether he shapes her movements or merely falls in with them ; that is , whether his art stands in submission or command . His sorcery indeed is the sorcery of knowledge , his magic the magic of virtue . For what so marvellous as ...
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... telling his strange tale he thinks she is not listening attentively to his speech , partly because he is not attending to it himself , his thoughts being busy with the approaching crisis of his fortune , and drawn away to the other ...
... telling his strange tale he thinks she is not listening attentively to his speech , partly because he is not attending to it himself , his thoughts being busy with the approaching crisis of his fortune , and drawn away to the other ...
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... tell me , " & c . In the text , however , it carries something of an evasive force ; as , " Let that go " ; or , " No matter for that . " 2 Yarely is nimbly , briskly , or alertly . So , in the next speech , yare , an imperative verb ...
... tell me , " & c . In the text , however , it carries something of an evasive force ; as , " Let that go " ; or , " No matter for that . " 2 Yarely is nimbly , briskly , or alertly . So , in the next speech , yare , an imperative verb ...
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... tell the seamen how they were to do it , as well as what they were to do . - LORD MULGRAVE . 1 Welkin is sky . We have other like expressions ; as , " the cloudy cheeks of heaven , " in Richard the Second , and " the wide cheeks o ' the ...
... tell the seamen how they were to do it , as well as what they were to do . - LORD MULGRAVE . 1 Welkin is sky . We have other like expressions ; as , " the cloudy cheeks of heaven , " in Richard the Second , and " the wide cheeks o ' the ...
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... tell your piteous heart There's no harm done . Mira . Pros . O , woe the day ! No harm . - - I have done nothing but in care of thee , Of thee , my dear one , thee , my daughter , who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of ...
... tell your piteous heart There's no harm done . Mira . Pros . O , woe the day ! No harm . - - I have done nothing but in care of thee , Of thee , my dear one , thee , my daughter , who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of ...
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Страница 148 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Страница 33 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Страница 92 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Страница 102 - The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Страница 126 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Страница 82 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Страница 19 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Страница 66 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou cam'st first, Thou stroked'st me, and made much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night. And then I loved thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Страница 134 - twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Страница 67 - Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known : But thy vile race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with ; therefore wast thou Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Who hadst deserv'd more...