The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, 第 4 巻H. Durell, 1817 |
この書籍内から
検索結果1-5 / 73
9 ページ
... death should have play for lack of work . ' Would , for the king's sake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the king's disease . Laf . How called you the man you speak of , madam ? Count . He was famous , sir , in his ...
... death should have play for lack of work . ' Would , for the king's sake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the king's disease . Laf . How called you the man you speak of , madam ? Count . He was famous , sir , in his ...
11 ページ
... death of her father ; her real grief for the lowness of her situation , which she feared would for ever be a bar to her union with her beloved Bertram . Her own words afterwards fully support this interpretation : 66 I think not on my ...
... death of her father ; her real grief for the lowness of her situation , which she feared would for ever be a bar to her union with her beloved Bertram . Her own words afterwards fully support this interpretation : 66 I think not on my ...
28 ページ
... death Many receipts he gave me ; chiefly one , Which , as the dearest issue of his practice , And of his old experience th ' only darling , He bade me store up , as a triple eye , Safer than mine own two , more dear ; I have so : And ...
... death Many receipts he gave me ; chiefly one , Which , as the dearest issue of his practice , And of his old experience th ' only darling , He bade me store up , as a triple eye , Safer than mine own two , more dear ; I have so : And ...
30 ページ
... death , if I die . Hel . If I break time , or flinch in property Of what i spoke , unpitied let me die ; And well deserv'd : Not helping , death's my fee ; But , if I help , what do you promise me ? King . Make thy demand . Hel . But ...
... death , if I die . Hel . If I break time , or flinch in property Of what i spoke , unpitied let me die ; And well deserv'd : Not helping , death's my fee ; But , if I help , what do you promise me ? King . Make thy demand . Hel . But ...
33 ページ
... death . Par . Just , you say well ; so would I have said . Laf . I may truly say , it is a novelty to the world . Par . It is , indeed : if you will have it in showing , you shall read it in , -What do you call there ? --- Laf . A ...
... death . Par . Just , you say well ; so would I have said . Laf . I may truly say , it is a novelty to the world . Par . It is , indeed : if you will have it in showing , you shall read it in , -What do you call there ? --- Laf . A ...
他の版 - すべて表示
多く使われている語句
Antigonus AUTOLYCUS Banquo BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honest honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady Lady MACBETH LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam maid MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress murder Narbon nature never night noble Olivia Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE servant Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH sleep speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to't WARBURTON weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
人気のある引用
289 ページ - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
285 ページ - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on- the other.
317 ページ - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
285 ページ - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
305 ページ - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
286 ページ - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
224 ページ - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
64 ページ - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
296 ページ - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
281 ページ - Come you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!