Works, 3 tomas |
Knygos viduje
Rezultatai 15 iš 82
2 psl.
whofe fkill was al- moft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , it would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living !
whofe fkill was al- moft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , it would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living !
5 psl.
To speak on the part of virginity , ' tis to accufe your mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe- dience . As he that hangs himself , fo is a virgin : Vir- ginity murthers itself , and should be buried in highways out of all ...
To speak on the part of virginity , ' tis to accufe your mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe- dience . As he that hangs himself , fo is a virgin : Vir- ginity murthers itself , and should be buried in highways out of all ...
7 psl.
King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears , Have fought with equal fortune , and continue A braving war 1 Lord . So ' tis reported , Sir . King . Nay , ' tis moft credible ; we King . Sc . 4 . 73 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears , Have fought with equal fortune , and continue A braving war 1 Lord . So ' tis reported , Sir . King . Nay , ' tis moft credible ; we King . Sc . 4 . 73 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
8 psl.
Nay , ' tis moft credible ; we here receive it , A certainty vouch'd from our coufin Austria ; With caution , that the Florentine will move us For fpeedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend Prejudicates the bufinefs , and would feem To ...
Nay , ' tis moft credible ; we here receive it , A certainty vouch'd from our coufin Austria ; With caution , that the Florentine will move us For fpeedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend Prejudicates the bufinefs , and would feem To ...
17 psl.
Par . ' Tis not his fault ; the fpark-- 2 Lord . Oh , ' tis brave wars . Par . Moft admirable ; I have feen those wars . Ber . I am commanded here , and kept a coil with , Too young , and the next year , and ' tis too early. Par .
Par . ' Tis not his fault ; the fpark-- 2 Lord . Oh , ' tis brave wars . Par . Moft admirable ; I have feen those wars . Ber . I am commanded here , and kept a coil with , Too young , and the next year , and ' tis too early. Par .
Ką žmonės sako - Rašyti recenziją
Neradome recenzijų įprastose vietose.
Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
The Works Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1769 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
bear better blood bring brother Changes comes Count court daughter dear death doth Dromio Duke ears Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith father fear fellow fhall fhould fince fome fool fortune foul fpeak France ftand fuch fweet give gone hand hath hear heart heav'n hold honour hope hour I'll John keep King Lady leave live look Lord Madam mafter marry mean moft mother muft muſt nature never Paul peace Phil poor pray Prince Queen ring SCENE ſhall ſpeak tell thanks thee thefe there's theſe thine thing thou art thought tongue true whofe wife young
Populiarios ištraukos
324 psl. - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
248 psl. - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
324 psl. - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
330 psl. - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
57 psl. - 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.