The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Брой 6 |
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For then , ' tis like I should forget myself : O , if I could , what grief should I forget !
Preach some philosophy to make me mad , And thou shalt be canoniz ' d ,
cardinal ; For , being not mad , but sensible of grief , My reasonable part
produces ...
For then , ' tis like I should forget myself : O , if I could , what grief should I forget !
Preach some philosophy to make me mad , And thou shalt be canoniz ' d ,
cardinal ; For , being not mad , but sensible of grief , My reasonable part
produces ...
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Grief fills the room up of my absent child , Lies in his bed , walks up and down
with me ; Puts on his pretty looks , repeats his words , Remembers me of all his
gracious parts , Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then 198 KING
JOHN.
Grief fills the room up of my absent child , Lies in his bed , walks up and down
with me ; Puts on his pretty looks , repeats his words , Remembers me of all his
gracious parts , Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then 198 KING
JOHN.
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24 To me , and to the state of my great grief , Let kings assemble ; ] In Much Ado
about Nothing , the father of Hero , depressed by her disgrace , declares himself
so subdued by grief that a thread may lead him . How is it that grief in Leonato ...
24 To me , and to the state of my great grief , Let kings assemble ; ] In Much Ado
about Nothing , the father of Hero , depressed by her disgrace , declares himself
so subdued by grief that a thread may lead him . How is it that grief in Leonato ...
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Thy grief is but thy absence for a time . Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for
that time . Gaunt . What is six winters ? they are quickly gone . Boling . To men in
joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . Gaunt . Call it a travel that thou tak ' st for ...
Thy grief is but thy absence for a time . Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for
that time . Gaunt . What is six winters ? they are quickly gone . Boling . To men in
joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . Gaunt . Call it a travel that thou tak ' st for ...
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To please the king , I did ; to please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause
Why I should welcome such a guest as grief , Save bidding farewell to so sweet a
guest As my sweet Richard : Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn sorrow , ripe in
...
To please the king , I did ; to please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause
Why I should welcome such a guest as grief , Save bidding farewell to so sweet a
guest As my sweet Richard : Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn sorrow , ripe in
...
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Страница 336 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth.
Страница 61 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear: 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: this is more strange Than such a murder is.
Страница 29 - We will proceed no further in this business : He hath honour'd me of late ; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.
Страница 24 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Страница 55 - 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 place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy.' Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing. Can touch him further ! Lady M.
Страница 100 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
Страница 100 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair * Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Страница 24 - 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 23 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.