The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Band 12 |
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... believe me ; you have dancing shoes With nimble foles ; I have a foul of lead , So ftakes me to the ground , I cannot move .. MER . You are a lover ; borrow Cupid's wings , And foar with them above the common bound . ROM . I am too fore ...
... believe me ; you have dancing shoes With nimble foles ; I have a foul of lead , So ftakes me to the ground , I cannot move .. MER . You are a lover ; borrow Cupid's wings , And foar with them above the common bound . ROM . I am too fore ...
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... believe thee . ROM . If my true heart's love- JUL . Well , do not fwear . Although I joy in thee , I have no joy of this contract to - night ; It is too rash , too unadvis'd , too fudden Too like the lightning , which doth cease to be ...
... believe thee . ROM . If my true heart's love- JUL . Well , do not fwear . Although I joy in thee , I have no joy of this contract to - night ; It is too rash , too unadvis'd , too fudden Too like the lightning , which doth cease to be ...
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... Believe me , love , it was the nightingale . ROM . It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale . Look , love , what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder east ; Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund ...
... Believe me , love , it was the nightingale . ROM . It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale . Look , love , what envious ftreaks Do lace the fevering clouds in yonder east ; Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund ...
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... believe , That unfubftantial death is amorous , And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? For fear of that , I ftill will stay with thee ; And never from this palace of dim night Depart again : here ...
... believe , That unfubftantial death is amorous , And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour ? For fear of that , I ftill will stay with thee ; And never from this palace of dim night Depart again : here ...
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... believe , Without the fenfible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . MAR . Is it not like the king ? HOR . As thou art to thyself . Such was the very armour he had on , When he th ' ambitious Norway combated ; So frown'd he once , when ...
... believe , Without the fenfible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . MAR . Is it not like the king ? HOR . As thou art to thyself . Such was the very armour he had on , When he th ' ambitious Norway combated ; So frown'd he once , when ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt anſwer beauty becauſe Benvolio beſt Brabantio Caffio Capulet cauſe dead death defire Desdemona doft doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair fame father fatire fear feems fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fignifies fince flain fleep fome forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword give Hamlet hath heart heaven himſelf houſe huſband IAGO Ibid itſelf JOHNS Juliet KING lady LAER Laertes look lord Mercutio miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night nurſe Othello paffage paffion play pleaſure Polonius POPE praiſe prefent purpoſe quarto QUEEN reafon Rodorigo Romeo ſay SCENE ſeems Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtill ſweet tell thee thefe THEOB theſe thine thing thofe thoſe thou art thought Tybalt uſe WARB whofe whoſe wife word yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 402 - Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Seite 474 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Seite 538 - tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above: There is no shuffling; there the action lies In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.
Seite 396 - Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night ( Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Seite 475 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Seite 103 - In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Seite 524 - No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Seite 586 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not ; Hamlet denies it. Who does it, then ? His madness. If t be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Seite 585 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Seite 542 - Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband. — Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband ; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes ? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor...