The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Band 7Jefferson Press, 1907 |
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... GENT . [ Exeunt all but Cerimon . Enter two Gentlemen Good morrow . Gentlemen , SEC . GENT . Good morrow to your lordship . CER . Why do you stir so early ? FIRST GENT . Sir , Our lodgings , standing bleak upon the sea Shook as the ...
... GENT . [ Exeunt all but Cerimon . Enter two Gentlemen Good morrow . Gentlemen , SEC . GENT . Good morrow to your lordship . CER . Why do you stir so early ? FIRST GENT . Sir , Our lodgings , standing bleak upon the sea Shook as the ...
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... GENT . That is the cause we trouble you so early ; " T is not our husbandry . CER . O , you say well . FIRST GENT . But I much marvel that your lordship , having Rich tire about you , should at these early hours Shake off the golden ...
... GENT . That is the cause we trouble you so early ; " T is not our husbandry . CER . O , you say well . FIRST GENT . But I much marvel that your lordship , having Rich tire about you , should at these early hours Shake off the golden ...
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... GENT . Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth Your charity , and hundreds call themselves Your creatures , who by you have been restored : And not your knowledge , your personal pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built ...
... GENT . Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth Your charity , and hundreds call themselves Your creatures , who by you have been restored : And not your knowledge , your personal pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built ...
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... GENT . A delicate odour . CER . As ever hit my nostril . So , up with it . O you most potent gods ! what's here ? a corse ! FIRST GENT . Most strange ! CER . Shrouded in cloth of state ; balmed and entrea- 70 sured with full bags of ...
... GENT . A delicate odour . CER . As ever hit my nostril . So , up with it . O you most potent gods ! what's here ? a corse ! FIRST GENT . Most strange ! CER . Shrouded in cloth of state ; balmed and entrea- 70 sured with full bags of ...
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... GENT . Most likely , sir . CER . Nay , certainly to - night ; For look how fresh she looks ! They were too rough That threw her in the sea . Make a fire within : Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet . Death may usurp on nature many ...
... GENT . Most likely , sir . CER . Nay , certainly to - night ; For look how fresh she looks ! They were too rough That threw her in the sea . Make a fire within : Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet . Death may usurp on nature many ...
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Antiochus ARVIRAGUS BAWD BELARIUS BOULT Britain Britons Cæsar call'd Cerimon CLEON Cloten command Confessio Amantis court Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza doth emendation Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear FISH Folio reading GENT gentlemen give gods Gower grace grief GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honour IACH Iachimo Imogen infra king knight lady Leonatus live look lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus madam Malone Marina master means mistress Mytilene ne'er never noble original reading PALACE Enter peace Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play POST Posthumus pray prince of Tyre Prince Pericles prithee Quartos queen Re-enter Roman SCENE sense Shakespeare Simonides sorrow speak supra Tarsus tell THAI Thaisa THAL Thaliard thee there's thing thou art Thou hast thought thyself tongue Tyre unto villain What's Wilt word worth worthy princes
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 46 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Seite 114 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Seite 109 - I'll willingly to him : To gain his colour, 6 I'd let a parish of such Clotens blood, And praise myself for charity. [Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Seite 114 - ... past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 111 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Seite 139 - Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in' Our temple was he married. Rise, and fade. He shall be lord of lady Imogen, And happier much by his affliction made.