The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Том 1 |
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... give her that ring , and therewithal This letter ; -that's her chamber . - Tell my lady , I claim the promise for her heavenly picture . Your message done , hie home unto my chamber , Where thou shalt find me , sad and solitary . [ Exit ...
... give her that ring , and therewithal This letter ; -that's her chamber . - Tell my lady , I claim the promise for her heavenly picture . Your message done , hie home unto my chamber , Where thou shalt find me , sad and solitary . [ Exit ...
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... give . VAL . How like a dream is this I see and hear ! Love , lend me patience to forbear a while . [ Aside . SIL ... give thee . ] No passage in the play has caused so much perplexity to the commentators as this . " It is , I think ...
... give . VAL . How like a dream is this I see and hear ! Love , lend me patience to forbear a while . [ Aside . SIL ... give thee . ] No passage in the play has caused so much perplexity to the commentators as this . " It is , I think ...
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... give it me ; And Julia herself hath brought it hither . PRO . HOW ! Julia ! JUL . Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths , And entertain'd them deeply in her heart : How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ? " O Proteus , let ...
... give it me ; And Julia herself hath brought it hither . PRO . HOW ! Julia ! JUL . Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths , And entertain'd them deeply in her heart : How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ? " O Proteus , let ...
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... give me not the boots . ] To give one the boots , like the French equivalent , donner le change à quelqu'un , means , to sell him a bargain . " Acc . What , doo you give me the boots ? Half . Whether will they , here be right Cobler's ...
... give me not the boots . ] To give one the boots , like the French equivalent , donner le change à quelqu'un , means , to sell him a bargain . " Acc . What , doo you give me the boots ? Half . Whether will they , here be right Cobler's ...
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... give a name to every fixed star , Have no more profit of their shining nights , Than those that walk , and wot not what they are . Too much to know , is , to know nought but fame ; And every godfather can give a name . KING . How well ...
... give a name to every fixed star , Have no more profit of their shining nights , Than those that walk , and wot not what they are . Too much to know , is , to know nought but fame ; And every godfather can give a name . KING . How well ...
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Страница 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Страница 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Страница 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Страница 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Страница 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.