The Works of Shakspeare: From the Text of Johnson, Steevens, and Reedproprietors of the "London stage", 1825 - 896 halaman |
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Halaman xix
... father , and united to Rosader . The dethroned king overcomes the usurper , and recovers his crown . cemvira ad a crede This tale is told by Lodge with insufferable pedantry , conceit , and prolixity ; yet our great dramatist has made a ...
... father , and united to Rosader . The dethroned king overcomes the usurper , and recovers his crown . cemvira ad a crede This tale is told by Lodge with insufferable pedantry , conceit , and prolixity ; yet our great dramatist has made a ...
Halaman xxxi
... father , flatly , without flattery , that albeit she did love , bonour , and reverence him , and so would whilst she lived , as much as nature and daughterly duty , at the uttermost , could expect ; yet she did think that one day it ...
... father , flatly , without flattery , that albeit she did love , bonour , and reverence him , and so would whilst she lived , as much as nature and daughterly duty , at the uttermost , could expect ; yet she did think that one day it ...
Halaman 2
... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffered With those that I saw ...
... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffered With those that I saw ...
Halaman 5
... father's wreck , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury , and my passion , With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings ...
... father's wreck , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury , and my passion , With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL sings ...
Halaman 21
... father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -- nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is so , it is so ; it hath the worser sole : This shoe , with the hole in it , is my mother , and this ...
... father ; -no , this left shoe is my father ; -no , no , this left shoe is my mother ; -- nay , that cannot be so neither ; -yes , it is so , it is so ; it hath the worser sole : This shoe , with the hole in it , is my mother , and this ...
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art thou Banquo Beat Ben Jonson better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio Costard daughter death devil doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Isab John Kath king lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night noble pardon Pedro Petruchio play Pompey poor pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior soul speak Stratford-upon-Avon swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio true unto villain What's wife wilt woman word
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Halaman 152 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Halaman 304 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Halaman 265 - 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.
Halaman 104 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Halaman 292 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Halaman 115 - ... the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt : The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Halaman 107 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Halaman 155 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Halaman lx - Antiquity, like every other quality that attracts the notice of mankind has undoubtedly votaries that reverence it, not from reason, but from prejudice. Some seem to admire indiscriminately whatever has been long preserved without considering that time has sometimes co-operated with chance ; all perhaps are more willing to honour past than present excellence; and the mind contemplates genius through the shades of age as the eye surveys the sun through artificial opacity. The great contention of criticism...