The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, 8 tomasC. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... fwung about his head , and cut the winds : Who , nothing hurt withal , hifs'd him in fcorn . C While we were interchanging thrusts and blows , Came While 10 ROMEO and JULIET . Enter old Montague, and Lady Montague. ...
... fwung about his head , and cut the winds : Who , nothing hurt withal , hifs'd him in fcorn . C While we were interchanging thrusts and blows , Came While 10 ROMEO and JULIET . Enter old Montague, and Lady Montague. ...
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... Romeo ! Saw you him to - day ? Right glad am I , he was not at this fray . Ben . Madam , an hour before the worshipp'd fun Peer'd through the golden window of the east , A troubled mind drew me to walk abroad : Where underneath the ...
... Romeo ! Saw you him to - day ? Right glad am I , he was not at this fray . Ben . Madam , an hour before the worshipp'd fun Peer'd through the golden window of the east , A troubled mind drew me to walk abroad : Where underneath the ...
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... Romeo . Ben . See , where he comes : fo please you , step afide , I'll know his grievance , or be much deny'd . Mon. I would , thou wert fo happy by thy ftay To hear true thrift . Come , Madam , let's away . [ Exeunt . Ben . Good ...
... Romeo . Ben . See , where he comes : fo please you , step afide , I'll know his grievance , or be much deny'd . Mon. I would , thou wert fo happy by thy ftay To hear true thrift . Come , Madam , let's away . [ Exeunt . Ben . Good ...
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... Romeo , he's fome other where . [ Going Ben . Tell me in sadness , who she is you love ? Rom , What , fhall I groan and tell thee ? Ben . Groan ? why , no ; but fadly tell me , who . Rom . Bid a fick man in fadnefs make his will ? - O ...
... Romeo , he's fome other where . [ Going Ben . Tell me in sadness , who she is you love ? Rom , What , fhall I groan and tell thee ? Ben . Groan ? why , no ; but fadly tell me , who . Rom . Bid a fick man in fadnefs make his will ? - O ...
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... the peaae . Par . Of honourable reck'ning are you both , And , pity ' tis , you liv'd at odds fo long : But now , my Lord , what fay you to my fuit ? Cap . Cap . But faying o'er what I have faid before 14 ROMEO and JULIET .
... the peaae . Par . Of honourable reck'ning are you both , And , pity ' tis , you liv'd at odds fo long : But now , my Lord , what fay you to my fuit ? Cap . Cap . But faying o'er what I have faid before 14 ROMEO and JULIET .
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The Works of Shakespeare Collated with the Oldest Copies, and ..., 8 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1773 |
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32 psl. - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O! be some other name: What's in a name?
190 psl. - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
251 psl. - That I did love the Moor to live with him, My downright violence and storm of fortunes May trumpet to the world ; my heart's subdued Even to the very quality of my lord : I saw Othello's visage in his mind ; And to his honours, and his valiant parts, Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
210 psl. - I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
114 psl. - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
175 psl. - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not...
160 psl. - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
120 psl. - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
66 psl. - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
36 psl. - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.