The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measure |
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Come with a thought : - I thank you : - Ariel , come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts
I cleave to ; What ' s thy pleasure ? Pro . Spirit , We must prepare to meet with
Caliban . Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have
told ...
Come with a thought : - I thank you : - Ariel , come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts
I cleave to ; What ' s thy pleasure ? Pro . Spirit , We must prepare to meet with
Caliban . Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , I thought to have
told ...
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My thoughts do harbour with my Silvia nightly ; And slaves they are to me , that
send them flying : 0 , could their master come and go as lightly , Himself would
lodge , where senseless they are lying My herald thoughts in thy pure bosom rest
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My thoughts do harbour with my Silvia nightly ; And slaves they are to me , that
send them flying : 0 , could their master come and go as lightly , Himself would
lodge , where senseless they are lying My herald thoughts in thy pure bosom rest
...
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Hope is a lover ' s staff ; walk hence with that , And manage it against despairing
thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence ; Which , being writ to
me , shall be deliver ' d Even in the milk - white bosom of thy love , The time now
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Hope is a lover ' s staff ; walk hence with that , And manage it against despairing
thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence ; Which , being writ to
me , shall be deliver ' d Even in the milk - white bosom of thy love , The time now
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Now , sir , thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar , and let
it drink . Sir And . Wherefore , sweet ? heart what ' s your metaphor ? Mar . It ' s
dry , sir . Sir And . Why , I think so ; I am not such an ass , but I can keep my hand
...
Now , sir , thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar , and let
it drink . Sir And . Wherefore , sweet ? heart what ' s your metaphor ? Mar . It ' s
dry , sir . Sir And . Why , I think so ; I am not such an ass , but I can keep my hand
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For him , I think not on him : for his thoughts , Would they were blanks , rather
than fill ' d with me ! Vio . Madam , I come to wet your gentle thoughts On his
behalf Oli . O , by your leave , I pray you ; * Bound , limit . + Ready . Th Be AN Gre
Υοι I ...
For him , I think not on him : for his thoughts , Would they were blanks , rather
than fill ' d with me ! Vio . Madam , I come to wet your gentle thoughts On his
behalf Oli . O , by your leave , I pray you ; * Bound , limit . + Ready . Th Be AN Gre
Υοι I ...
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Seite 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Seite 270 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
Seite 17 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Seite 328 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day...
Seite 372 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Seite 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Seite 277 - 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.
Seite 18 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measure Band 1 von The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, with Glossarial Notes, and a Sketch of the Life of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Verlag | J. Nichols, 1811 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 26. Febr. 2008 |
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