Charles Kemble's Shakspere readings, a selection of the plays as read by him in public, ed. by R.J. Lane, Том 3 |
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... night . - Why , how now , gentlemen ? What see you in those papers , that you lose So much complexion ? -look ye , how they change ! Their cheeks are paper . Why , what read you there , That hath so cowarded and chased your blood Out of ...
... night . - Why , how now , gentlemen ? What see you in those papers , that you lose So much complexion ? -look ye , how they change ! Their cheeks are paper . Why , what read you there , That hath so cowarded and chased your blood Out of ...
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... King . You shall be soon despatch'd , with fair conditions : A night is but small breath , and little pause , To answer matters of this consequence . [ Exeunt . ACT III . Enter CHORUS . HUS with imagin'd wing 662 KING HENRY V.
... King . You shall be soon despatch'd , with fair conditions : A night is but small breath , and little pause , To answer matters of this consequence . [ Exeunt . ACT III . Enter CHORUS . HUS with imagin'd wing 662 KING HENRY V.
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... night in Harfleur will we be your guest ; To - morrow for the màrch are we addrest . [ Flourish . The King , & c . enter the Town . The English Camp . Enter GOWER and FLUELLEN . Gower . OW now , Captain Fluellen , come you from the ...
... night in Harfleur will we be your guest ; To - morrow for the màrch are we addrest . [ Flourish . The King , & c . enter the Town . The English Camp . Enter GOWER and FLUELLEN . Gower . OW now , Captain Fluellen , come you from the ...
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... night : - Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves ; And on to - morrow bid them march away . [ Exeunt . The French Camp , near Agincourt . Enter the Constable of France , the Lord RAMBURES , the Duke of ORLEANS , Dauphin , and Others ...
... night : - Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves ; And on to - morrow bid them march away . [ Exeunt . The French Camp , near Agincourt . Enter the Constable of France , the Lord RAMBURES , the Duke of ORLEANS , Dauphin , and Others ...
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... night , The hum of either army stilly sounds , That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face : Steed ...
... night , The hum of either army stilly sounds , That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face : Steed ...
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Alarum Anne Aufidius Banquo bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham cardinal Catesby Cawdor Clarence Cominius Coriolanus cousin Crom dare death doth Duch duke Duke of BURGUNDY Duke of Norfolk Eliz England Enter King Enter MACBETH Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear Fleance Fluellen France friends give Gloster grace Harfleur hast hath hear heart heaven honour Kate Kath Katharine King HENRY King Richard king's Lady Lady MACBETH liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings Macb Macd Macduff Macedon madam majesty Marcius Menenius Mess mother night noble numbers peace Pist poor pray princes queen Rich Richmond Rome Rosse shalt SICINIUS sleep soldier soul speak sword tell thane thank thee There's thine thou to-morrow tongue tribunes unto voice Volsces Volscians VOLUMNIA wife Witch Wolsey York
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Страница 716 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Страница 736 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams, That shake us nightly : better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Страница 722 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Страница 723 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Страница 719 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; Art not without ambition; but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Страница 658 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Страница 752 - The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Страница 683 - That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Страница 918 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Страница 922 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity!