Tales from Shakspeare: Designed for the Use of Young PersonsBaldwin and Cradock, 1831 - 376 страници |
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... ring his knell : Hark , now I hear them , ding - dong - bell . " This strange news of his lost father soon roused the prince from the stupid fit into which he had He followed in amazement the sound of fallen . Ariel's voice , till it ...
... ring his knell : Hark , now I hear them , ding - dong - bell . " This strange news of his lost father soon roused the prince from the stupid fit into which he had He followed in amazement the sound of fallen . Ariel's voice , till it ...
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... rings , which they both promised to keep for ever in remembrance of each other ; and thus , taking a sorrowful leave , Protheus set out on his journey to Milan , the abode of his friend Valentine . Valentine was in reality what Protheus ...
... rings , which they both promised to keep for ever in remembrance of each other ; and thus , taking a sorrowful leave , Protheus set out on his journey to Milan , the abode of his friend Valentine . Valentine was in reality what Protheus ...
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... ring she gave him as a parting gift at Verona . When she went to that lady with the ring , she was most glad to find that Silvia utterly rejected the suit of Protheus ; and Julia , or the page Sebas- tian , as she was called , entered ...
... ring she gave him as a parting gift at Verona . When she went to that lady with the ring , she was most glad to find that Silvia utterly rejected the suit of Protheus ; and Julia , or the page Sebas- tian , as she was called , entered ...
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... ring to Silvia . " Protheus , look- ing upon the ring , saw that it was the one he gave to Julia , in return for that which he received from her , and which he had sent by the supposed page to Silvia . " How is this ? " said he , " this ...
... ring to Silvia . " Protheus , look- ing upon the ring , saw that it was the one he gave to Julia , in return for that which he received from her , and which he had sent by the supposed page to Silvia . " How is this ? " said he , " this ...
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... ring : " presenting a ring to Bassanio . Bassanio was so overpowered with gratitude and wonder at the gracious manner in which the rich and noble Portia accepted of a man of his humble fortunes , that he could not express his joy and ...
... ring : " presenting a ring to Bassanio . Bassanio was so overpowered with gratitude and wonder at the gracious manner in which the rich and noble Portia accepted of a man of his humble fortunes , that he could not express his joy and ...
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Adriana Ægeon Angelo Anthonio Antipholis Ariel Bassanio Beatrice Bellarius Benedick Bertram brother called Capulet Cassio Celia Cesario child Claudio count Paris countess court Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Demetrius Desdemona Dionysia Dromio duke Ephesus fair father fear friar Ganimed gave gentle gentleman give grief Hamlet hear heard heart Helena Hermia Hermione Hero honour husband Iago Imogen Isabel Julia Juliet Katherine king knew lady Lear Leonato Leontes lived look lord lord Capulet lover Lysander Lysimachus Macbeth maid Marina marriage married master Michael Cassio mind Miranda mistress mother Mountague murder never night noble Oberon Olivia Orlando Orsino Othello Paulina Perdita Pericles Petruchio Polixenes poor Portia Posthumus prince prison Prospero Protheus queen replied returned ring Romeo Rosalind saying seemed servant Shylock Silvia sister sleep speak spirit strange sweet tell Thaisa thing thought Timon told Tybalt Valentine Viola wicked wife wished words young
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Страница 7 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Страница 109 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Страница 169 - Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep,' the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave* of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast,— Lady M, What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried' Sleep no more !' to all the house ' Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Страница 242 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Страница 358 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Страница 257 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Страница 113 - O sweet Portia, here are a few of the unpleasantest words that ever blotted paper : gentle lady, when I first imparted my love to you, I freely told you all the wealth I had ran in my veins ; but I should have told you that I had less...
Страница 118 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood, — The words expressly are, a pound of flesh...
Страница 177 - With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born.
Страница 79 - Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have...