Shakspearian Reader: A Collection of the Most Approved Plays of Shakspeare; Carefully Revised, with Introductory Notes, and a Memoir of the AuthorD. Appleton & Company, 1857 - 469 psl. |
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... sleeping in mine orchard , A serpent stung me ; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus'd : but know , thou noble youth , The serpent that did sting thy father's life , Now wears his crown . Ham . O ...
... sleeping in mine orchard , A serpent stung me ; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus'd : but know , thou noble youth , The serpent that did sting thy father's life , Now wears his crown . Ham . O ...
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... sleep , - No more ; and , by a sleep , to say we end The heartache , and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to , - ' tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd . To die ; —to sleep ; - To sleep ! perchance to dream ; -ay ...
... sleep , - No more ; and , by a sleep , to say we end The heartache , and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to , - ' tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd . To die ; —to sleep ; - To sleep ! perchance to dream ; -ay ...
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... Sleeps . Sleep rock thy brain , [ Exit . And never come mischance between us twain ! Ham . Madam , how like you this play ? Queen . The lady doth protest too much , methinks . Ham . O , but she'll keep her word . King . Have you heard ...
... Sleeps . Sleep rock thy brain , [ Exit . And never come mischance between us twain ! Ham . Madam , how like you this play ? Queen . The lady doth protest too much , methinks . Ham . O , but she'll keep her word . King . Have you heard ...
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... sleep ; Thus runs the world away : - O good Horatio , I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound Did'st perceive ? Hor . Very well , my lord . Ham . Upon the talk of the poisoning , - Hor . I did very well note him . Ham . Ah , ha ...
... sleep ; Thus runs the world away : - O good Horatio , I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound Did'st perceive ? Hor . Very well , my lord . Ham . Upon the talk of the poisoning , - Hor . I did very well note him . Ham . Ah , ha ...
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... sleep than talk ; we know what belongs to a watch . Dogb . Why , you speak like an ancient and most quiet watchman ; for I cannot see how sleeping should offend : only , have a care that your bills be not stolen : -Well , you are to ...
... sleep than talk ; we know what belongs to a watch . Dogb . Why , you speak like an ancient and most quiet watchman ; for I cannot see how sleeping should offend : only , have a care that your bills be not stolen : -Well , you are to ...
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The Shakspearian Reader– A Collection of the Most Approved Plays of ... William Shakespeare,John William Stanhope Hows Visos knygos peržiūra - 1849 |
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1st Clo Antonio art thou Attendants Banquo Benedick blood Brabantio brother Brutus Cæsar Casca Cassius Claud Claudio daughter dead dear death Demetrius Desdemona Dogb dost thou doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father Faul FAULCONBRIDGE fear fool gentle give grace Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor Iago Isab Julius Cæsar Kent king lady Laer Laertes Lear Leonato live look lord lov'd Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam Mark Antony marry master Michael Cassio Mira never night noble Nurse Orlando Othello Pedro POLONIUS poor pray prince Queen Romeo Rosalind SCENE Shakspeare Shylock signior sleep soul speak spirit strange sweet tell thee thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt tongue Tybalt word
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27 psl. - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn 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 ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn...
344 psl. - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
442 psl. - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
328 psl. - Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar I have not slept Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
29 psl. - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them; for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too, though in the mean time some necessary question of the play be then to be considered; that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
34 psl. - 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.
116 psl. - 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.
125 psl. - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
25 psl. - I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick; if he do blench, I know my course. The spirit, that I have seen, May be a 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.
37 psl. - Ham. Look here, upon this picture, and on this ; 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.