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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... nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying grave , that is her womb ; And from her womb children of divers kind We fucking on her natural bofom find : Many for many virtues excellent None but for fome , and yet all different ...
... nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying grave , that is her womb ; And from her womb children of divers kind We fucking on her natural bofom find : Many for many virtues excellent None but for fome , and yet all different ...
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... nature ; for this dri velling love is like a great natural , that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole . BEN . Stop there , ftop there . MER . Thou defireft me to ftop in my tale , against the hair . BEN . Thou wouldst ...
... nature ; for this dri velling love is like a great natural , that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole . BEN . Stop there , ftop there . MER . Thou defireft me to ftop in my tale , against the hair . BEN . Thou wouldst ...
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... an honourable villain ! O nature ! what hadft thou to do in hell , When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In mortal paradife of fuch fweet flesh ? VOL . VI , Ff Was ever book , containing fuch vile matter , So ROMEO AND JULIET . 433.
... an honourable villain ! O nature ! what hadft thou to do in hell , When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In mortal paradife of fuch fweet flesh ? VOL . VI , Ff Was ever book , containing fuch vile matter , So ROMEO AND JULIET . 433.
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... nature bids us all lament , Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment . CAP . All things , that we ordained festival , Turn from their office to black funeral ; Our inftruments to melancholy bells , Our wedding cheer to a fad funeral ...
... nature bids us all lament , Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment . CAP . All things , that we ordained festival , Turn from their office to black funeral ; Our inftruments to melancholy bells , Our wedding cheer to a fad funeral ...
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... nature , That we with wifeft forrow think on him , Together with remembrance of ourselves . Therefore our fometime fifter , now our queen , Th ' imperial jointress of this warlike state , Have we , as ' twere , with a defeated joy ...
... nature , That we with wifeft forrow think on him , Together with remembrance of ourselves . Therefore our fometime fifter , now our queen , Th ' imperial jointress of this warlike state , Have we , as ' twere , with a defeated joy ...
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...