The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, 4. cilt |
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Sayfa 8
... eyes did see Olivia first , Methought , she purged the air of pestilence . That instant was I turn'd into a hart ... eye - offending brine : all this , to season A brother's dead love , which she would keep fresh And lasting in her sad ...
... eyes did see Olivia first , Methought , she purged the air of pestilence . That instant was I turn'd into a hart ... eye - offending brine : all this , to season A brother's dead love , which she would keep fresh And lasting in her sad ...
Sayfa 11
... eyes not see ! Vio . I thank thee . Lead me on . [ Exeunt . ! 1 ' I wish I might not be made public to the world , with regard to the state of my birth and fortune , till I have gained a ripe opportunity for my design . ' -Johnson . 2 ...
... eyes not see ! Vio . I thank thee . Lead me on . [ Exeunt . ! 1 ' I wish I might not be made public to the world , with regard to the state of my birth and fortune , till I have gained a ripe opportunity for my design . ' -Johnson . 2 ...
Sayfa 29
... eyes , with lids to them ; item , one neck , one chin , and so forth . Were you sent hither to praise me ? Vio . I see you what you are : you are too proud ; But , if you were the devil , you are fair . 1 Methodically . 2 Probably ...
... eyes , with lids to them ; item , one neck , one chin , and so forth . Were you sent hither to praise me ? Vio . I see you what you are : you are too proud ; But , if you were the devil , you are fair . 1 Methodically . 2 Probably ...
Sayfa 31
... eyes . Well , let it be.- What , ho , Malvolio ! — Mal . 1 Messenger . Re - enter MALVOLIO . Here , madam , at your service . 2 Proclamation of thy perfections . Oli . Run after that same peevish messenger , The SCENE V. 31 TWELFTH NIGHT .
... eyes . Well , let it be.- What , ho , Malvolio ! — Mal . 1 Messenger . Re - enter MALVOLIO . Here , madam , at your service . 2 Proclamation of thy perfections . Oli . Run after that same peevish messenger , The SCENE V. 31 TWELFTH NIGHT .
Sayfa 32
... eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , show thy force . Ourselves we do not owe : 2 What is decreed , must be ; and be this so ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. The sea - coast . Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN . Ant . Will you stay no ...
... eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , show thy force . Ourselves we do not owe : 2 What is decreed , must be ; and be this so ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. The sea - coast . Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN . Ant . Will you stay no ...
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Antonio Audrey Beatrice Beau better Borachio brother Celia Clau Clown cousin daughter dear Don John Don Pedro dost thou doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fellow fool forest forest of Arden fortune Friar gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honor Illyria Jaques lady Leonato live look lord madam Malvolio Maria marry master Master constable mistress never niece night Olivia Orlando Orsino Phebe pr'ythee pray prince Rosalind SCENE Sebastian SHAK signior Benedick sing sir Andrew SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY BELCH sir Topas soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thou hast to-morrow tongue Touch troth TWELFTH NIGHT Viola wilt woman word youth
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Sayfa 277 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Sayfa 281 - And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress...
Sayfa 266 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Sayfa 288 - Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
Sayfa 283 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Sayfa 156 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Sayfa 47 - 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.