The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, 第 10 巻Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... grave beseeming ornaments , To wield old partizans , in hands as old , Canker'd with peace , to part your canker'd hate : If ever you disturb our streets again , Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace . For this time , all the ...
... grave beseeming ornaments , To wield old partizans , in hands as old , Canker'd with peace , to part your canker'd hate : If ever you disturb our streets again , Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace . For this time , all the ...
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... grave is like to be my wedding bed . Nurse . His name is Romeo , and a Montague ; The only son of your great enemy . Jul . My only love sprung from my only hate ! Too early seen unknown , and known too late ! Prodigious birth of love it ...
... grave is like to be my wedding bed . Nurse . His name is Romeo , and a Montague ; The only son of your great enemy . Jul . My only love sprung from my only hate ! Too early seen unknown , and known too late ! Prodigious birth of love it ...
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... grave , that is her womb : And from her womb children of divers kind We sucking on her natural bosom find ; Many for many virtues excellent , None but for some , and yet all different . O , mickle is the powerful grace , that lies In ...
... grave , that is her womb : And from her womb children of divers kind We sucking on her natural bosom find ; Many for many virtues excellent , None but for some , and yet all different . O , mickle is the powerful grace , that lies In ...
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... grave man . I am peppered , I warrant , for this world : - A plague o ' both your houses ! A dog , a rat , a mouse , a cat , to scratch a man to death ! a brag- gart , a rogue , a villain , that fights by the book of arithmetick ! Why ...
... grave man . I am peppered , I warrant , for this world : - A plague o ' both your houses ! A dog , a rat , a mouse , a cat , to scratch a man to death ! a brag- gart , a rogue , a villain , that fights by the book of arithmetick ! Why ...
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... thou there , the cords , That Romeo bade thee fetch ? Nurse . 7 Grave , solemn . VOL . X. G Ay , ay , the cords . [ Throws them down . Gaudy , showy . • Jul . Ah me ! what news ! why SCENE II . ] ROMEO AND JULIET . 57 SCENE II. ...
... thou there , the cords , That Romeo bade thee fetch ? Nurse . 7 Grave , solemn . VOL . X. G Ay , ay , the cords . [ Throws them down . Gaudy , showy . • Jul . Ah me ! what news ! why SCENE II . ] ROMEO AND JULIET . 57 SCENE II. ...
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art thou BENVOLIO beseech blood Brabantio CAPULET Cassio Cyprus daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth Duke Emil EMILIA Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Farewell father fear Fortinbras friar Friar LAURENCE gentlemen give gone grief Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Horatio husband Iago Juliet kill'd King lady Laer Laertes live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Michael Cassio Montague Moor mother murder musick night noble Nurse o'er Ophelia Othello play POLONIUS Pr'y thee pray Prince Queen Roderigo Romeo ROSENCRANTZ ROSENCRANTZ and Guildenstern SCENE sleep soul speak sweet sword tell There's thine thing thou art thou hast to-night Tybalt Venice villain watch weep What's wife wilt word
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169 ページ - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
179 ページ - 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.
273 ページ - Twere now to be most happy; for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
170 ページ - No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp; And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee, Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear ? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice, And could of men distinguish her election, She hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing ; A man, that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks...
167 ページ - The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword : The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observ'd of all observers, — quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...
232 ページ - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
161 ページ - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
22 ページ - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
180 ページ - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
113 ページ - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...