The Plays of Shakspeare, 1. ciltHurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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Sayfa 4
... beating in my mind , ) your reason For raising this sea - storm ? Pro . Know thus far forth.- By accident most strange , bountiful Fortune , Now my dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my ...
... beating in my mind , ) your reason For raising this sea - storm ? Pro . Know thus far forth.- By accident most strange , bountiful Fortune , Now my dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my ...
Sayfa 9
... beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted The surge most swoln that met him : his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd Himself with his ...
... beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted The surge most swoln that met him : his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd Himself with his ...
Sayfa 12
... beat him , — Ste . Come , kiss . Trin.but that the poor monster's in drink : An abominable monster ? Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll pluck thee berries ; I'll fish for thee , and get thee wood enough . A plague upon the ...
... beat him , — Ste . Come , kiss . Trin.but that the poor monster's in drink : An abominable monster ? Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll pluck thee berries ; I'll fish for thee , and get thee wood enough . A plague upon the ...
Sayfa 15
... Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand further . - Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee , ' tis a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : there thou may'st brain him , Having first seiz'd his ...
... Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand further . - Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee , ' tis a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : there thou may'st brain him , Having first seiz'd his ...
Sayfa 18
... pleas'd , retire into my cell , And there repose ; a turn or two I'll walk , To still my beating mind . Fer . Mira . We wish your peace . [ Exeunt . Enter ARIEL . Ari . Thy thoughts 1 cleave to 18 [ ACT IV . THE TEMPEST .
... pleas'd , retire into my cell , And there repose ; a turn or two I'll walk , To still my beating mind . Fer . Mira . We wish your peace . [ Exeunt . Enter ARIEL . Ari . Thy thoughts 1 cleave to 18 [ ACT IV . THE TEMPEST .
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Sayfa 255 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Sayfa 12 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Sayfa 168 - Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Sayfa 88 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Sayfa 462 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...