Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
The Plays of William Shakespeare With the Corrections and ..., 7 tomas
Visos knygos peržiūra - 1806
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16 psl. - What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state.
85 psl. - 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?
102 psl. - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
240 psl. - That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
386 psl. - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet, Told of a many thousand warlike French That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent : Another lean unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale and talks of Arthur's death.
42 psl. - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
149 psl. - Sit, worthy friends : my lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth : pray you, keep seat ; The fit is momentary ; upon a thought...