The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Том 1 |
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... soul , a swain ! a most simple clown ! Lord , lord ! how the ladies and I have put him down ! O ' my troth , most sweet jests ! most incony vulgar wit ! When it comes so smoothly off , so obscenely , as it were , so fit . Armado o ' the ...
... soul , a swain ! a most simple clown ! Lord , lord ! how the ladies and I have put him down ! O ' my troth , most sweet jests ! most incony vulgar wit ! When it comes so smoothly off , so obscenely , as it were , so fit . Armado o ' the ...
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... soul feminine saluteth us . ACT V. If sore be sore , then L to sore makes fifty sores ; O sore L ! Of one sore l an hundred make , by adding but one more L. NATH . A rare talent ! DULL . If a talent be a claw , look how he claws him ...
... soul feminine saluteth us . ACT V. If sore be sore , then L to sore makes fifty sores ; O sore L ! Of one sore l an hundred make , by adding but one more L. NATH . A rare talent ! DULL . If a talent be a claw , look how he claws him ...
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... soul in agony . Ros . Why , that's the way to choke a gibing spirit , Whose influence is begot of that loose grace Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools : A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it , never in the ...
... soul in agony . Ros . Why , that's the way to choke a gibing spirit , Whose influence is begot of that loose grace Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools : A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it , never in the ...
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... soul ! seeming as burdened . With lesser weight , but not with lesser woe , Was carried with more speed before the wind ; ( * ) First folio , borne up . So his case was like , - ] The second folio substituted for in place of so , and ...
... soul ! seeming as burdened . With lesser weight , but not with lesser woe , Was carried with more speed before the wind ; ( * ) First folio , borne up . So his case was like , - ] The second folio substituted for in place of so , and ...
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... soul , bruis'd with adversity , We bid be quiet , when we hear it cry ; But , were we burden'd with like weight of pain , As much or more we should ourselves complain : So thou , that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee , With urging ...
... soul , bruis'd with adversity , We bid be quiet , when we hear it cry ; But , were we burden'd with like weight of pain , As much or more we should ourselves complain : So thou , that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee , With urging ...
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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...
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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.