The dramatic works of Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson and Stevens [sic. Wanting pp |
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... fortune which the reputation of his wit made . He had the honour to meet with many great and uncommon marks of favour and friendship from the earl of Southampton , famous in the histories of that time , for his friendship to the ...
... fortune which the reputation of his wit made . He had the honour to meet with many great and uncommon marks of favour and friendship from the earl of Southampton , famous in the histories of that time , for his friendship to the ...
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... fortune to gather an estate equal to his occasion , and , in that , to his wish ; and is said to have spent some years before his death at his native Stratford . His pleasurable wit and good - nature engaged him in the acquaintance ...
... fortune to gather an estate equal to his occasion , and , in that , to his wish ; and is said to have spent some years before his death at his native Stratford . His pleasurable wit and good - nature engaged him in the acquaintance ...
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... fortune more worthy of her birth and virtue . are the manners , proper to the persons represented , less justly ... fortunes and accidents of their lives , than to take any single great action , and form his work simply upon that ...
... fortune more worthy of her birth and virtue . are the manners , proper to the persons represented , less justly ... fortunes and accidents of their lives , than to take any single great action , and form his work simply upon that ...
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... fortune , Now my dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star ; whose influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes Will ever after droop ...
... fortune , Now my dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star ; whose influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes Will ever after droop ...
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... fortune sleep die rather ; . Whiles thou art waking , [ wink'st Seb . Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores .. Ant . I am more serious than my custom : you Must be so too , if heed me ; which to do , Trebles thee o ...
... fortune sleep die rather ; . Whiles thou art waking , [ wink'st Seb . Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores .. Ant . I am more serious than my custom : you Must be so too , if heed me ; which to do , Trebles thee o ...
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art thou better Biron blood Boling Boyet brother Cassio Claud Claudio comes daughter dear death Desdemona dost thou doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Iago Isab John Kath Kent king knave lady Laertes lago Laun Lear Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night noble Othello pardon Pedro Petruchio POLONIUS Pompey poor pr'ythee pray Proteus Queen Re-enter SCENE signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio true villain What's wife woman word
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230 페이지 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
vi 페이지 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
217 페이지 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
207 페이지 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
6 페이지 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
207 페이지 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million : laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
1 페이지 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
8 페이지 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
226 페이지 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.