The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, 8 tomas |
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She excels the praises of invention , says he , and in real qualities , with which creation has invested her , bears all excellency . 5 Their mortal natures , ] i.e. their deadly , destructive natures . Emil . You shall not write my ...
She excels the praises of invention , says he , and in real qualities , with which creation has invested her , bears all excellency . 5 Their mortal natures , ] i.e. their deadly , destructive natures . Emil . You shall not write my ...
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Emil . You have little cause to say so . Iago . Come on , come on ; you are pictures out of doors , Bells in your parlours , wild cats in your kitchens , Saints in your injuries , devils being offended , Players in your housewifery ...
Emil . You have little cause to say so . Iago . Come on , come on ; you are pictures out of doors , Bells in your parlours , wild cats in your kitchens , Saints in your injuries , devils being offended , Players in your housewifery ...
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Emil . How , if fair and foolish ? Iago . She never yet was foolish that was fair ; For even her folly help'd her to an heir . Des . These are old fond paradoxes , to make fools laugh i'the alehouse . What miserable praise hast thou for ...
Emil . How , if fair and foolish ? Iago . She never yet was foolish that was fair ; For even her folly help'd her to an heir . Des . These are old fond paradoxes , to make fools laugh i'the alehouse . What miserable praise hast thou for ...
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Emil . Good morrow , good lieutenant : I am sorry For your displeasure 5 ; but all will soon be well . The general , and his wife , are talking of it ; And she speaks for you stoutly : The Moor replies , That he , you hurt , is of great ...
Emil . Good morrow , good lieutenant : I am sorry For your displeasure 5 ; but all will soon be well . The general , and his wife , are talking of it ; And she speaks for you stoutly : The Moor replies , That he , you hurt , is of great ...
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Emil . Good madam , do ; I know , it grieves my husband , As if the case were his . Des . O , that's an honest fellow . - Do not doubt , Cassio , But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were . Cas .
Emil . Good madam , do ; I know , it grieves my husband , As if the case were his . Des . O , that's an honest fellow . - Do not doubt , Cassio , But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were . Cas .
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ancient appears Attendants bear better blood bring Cassio cause comes daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost doth draw Duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear follow fool fortune give gone Hamlet hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honest I'll Iago Juliet keep Kent kind king lady Lear leave light live look lord madam MALONE marry matter means mind murder nature never night noble Nurse Othello play poor pray Queen reason Romeo SCENE seems seen sense Shakspeare signifies soul speak stand sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought true villain wife young
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| Pavadinimas | The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, 8 tomas The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Redaktoriai | George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers |
| Išleista | 1823 |
| Originalas iš | Oksfordo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 19 spalio 2007 |
| Eksportuoti šaltinį | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |