The Shakespeare reader: with notes, historical and grammatical by W.S. Dalgleish, 2. cilt |
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Sayfa 144
... hear the embassy . Chat . Philip of France , in right and true behalf Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son , Arthur Plantagenet , lays most lawful claim To this fair island and the territories , - To Ireland , Poictiers , Anjou ...
... hear the embassy . Chat . Philip of France , in right and true behalf Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son , Arthur Plantagenet , lays most lawful claim To this fair island and the territories , - To Ireland , Poictiers , Anjou ...
Sayfa 145
... hear . [ Philip of France , and Lewis the Dauphin , with the Archduke of Austria , espouse the John invades France , defeats Philip near Angiers , and takes cause of Arthur . Arthur prisoner . ] SCENE - NEAR ANGIERS . Alarums ...
... hear . [ Philip of France , and Lewis the Dauphin , with the Archduke of Austria , espouse the John invades France , defeats Philip near Angiers , and takes cause of Arthur . Arthur prisoner . ] SCENE - NEAR ANGIERS . Alarums ...
Sayfa 146
... Hear me without thine ears , and make reply Without a tongue , using conceit * alone , Without eyes , ears , and harmful sound of words ; — Then , in despite of brooded watchful day , I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts : But , ah ...
... Hear me without thine ears , and make reply Without a tongue , using conceit * alone , Without eyes , ears , and harmful sound of words ; — Then , in despite of brooded watchful day , I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts : But , ah ...
Sayfa 147
... to cry : - O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth ! Then with a passion would I shake the world , And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy * Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns Part I. ] 147 KING JOHN .
... to cry : - O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth ! Then with a passion would I shake the world , And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy * Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns Part I. ] 147 KING JOHN .
Sayfa 148
William Shakespeare Walter Scott Dalgleish. Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns a modern invocation . Pand . Lady , you utter madness , and not sorrow . Const . Thou art not holy , to belie me so ; I am not mad : this ...
William Shakespeare Walter Scott Dalgleish. Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns a modern invocation . Pand . Lady , you utter madness , and not sorrow . Const . Thou art not holy , to belie me so ; I am not mad : this ...
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Aedile Ariel Arth Arthur Aufidius bear blood Caius Marcius Caliban Cham Citizens Cominius conscience consul Coriolanus Corioli Crom Cromwell dare daughter Dauphin death deeds doth Duke enemy England Enter envy Exeunt eyes father FAULCONBRIDGE fear Ferdinand France friends Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry honour Hubert ISABELLA of Angoulême Kath KING JOHN king's lady LARTIUS lord cardinal Lord Chamberlain Marchioness of Pembroke MENENIUS Milan Miranda mother ne'er never noble noun Pandulph Patricians peace Pembroke Philip play pray prince Pros Prospero queen revenge Richard II Rome SCENE Senators Shakespeare SICINIUS soul speak spirit stand subjunctive mood sword Tarpeian Rock thee thine Thou art thou hast tongue tribunes unto voices Volsces Volscians Volumnia wife Wolsey words
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Sayfa 256 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Sayfa 254 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Sayfa 241 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Sayfa 255 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Sayfa 255 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Sayfa 149 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Sayfa 153 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Sayfa 256 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
Sayfa 169 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust ye! With every minute you do change a mind; And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Sayfa 148 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven : If that be true, I shall see my boy again ; VOL.