The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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... matter Nurfe , give leave a while , we must talk in fecret ; Nurfe , come back again , I have remember'd me , thou shalt hear our counsel : thou know'ft , my daughter's of a pretty age . Nurfe . Faith , I can tell her age unto an hour ...
... matter Nurfe , give leave a while , we must talk in fecret ; Nurfe , come back again , I have remember'd me , thou shalt hear our counsel : thou know'ft , my daughter's of a pretty age . Nurfe . Faith , I can tell her age unto an hour ...
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... matter than in words , Brags of his substance , not of ornament : They are but beggars , that can count their worth ; But my true love is grown to fuch Excess , I cannot fum up one half of my wealth . Fri. Come , come with me , and we ...
... matter than in words , Brags of his substance , not of ornament : They are but beggars , that can count their worth ; But my true love is grown to fuch Excess , I cannot fum up one half of my wealth . Fri. Come , come with me , and we ...
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... matter , So fairly bound ? O , that deceit fhould dwell In fuch a gorgeous palace ! Nurfe . There's no truft , No faith , no honefty , in men ; all perjur'd ; All , all forfworn ; all naught ; and all diffemblers . Ah , where's my man ...
... matter , So fairly bound ? O , that deceit fhould dwell In fuch a gorgeous palace ! Nurfe . There's no truft , No faith , no honefty , in men ; all perjur'd ; All , all forfworn ; all naught ; and all diffemblers . Ah , where's my man ...
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... hafte , make hafte ; Sirrah , fetch drier logs , Call Peter , he will fhew thee where they are . Ser . I have a head , Sir , that will find out logs , And And never trouble Peter for the matter . Cap . 80 ROMEO and JULIET .
... hafte , make hafte ; Sirrah , fetch drier logs , Call Peter , he will fhew thee where they are . Ser . I have a head , Sir , that will find out logs , And And never trouble Peter for the matter . Cap . 80 ROMEO and JULIET .
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... matter . Cap . ' Mafs , and well faid , a merry horfon , ha ! Thou shalt be logger - head . - good faith , ' tis day . [ Play mufick . The County will be here with mufick ftraight , For fo , he faid , he would . I hear him near . Nurse ...
... matter . Cap . ' Mafs , and well faid , a merry horfon , ha ! Thou shalt be logger - head . - good faith , ' tis day . [ Play mufick . The County will be here with mufick ftraight , For fo , he faid , he would . I hear him near . Nurse ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Capulet cauſe Clown Cyprus dead dear death Desdemona doth Duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Farewel father feem feen felf felves fhall fhew fhould flain fleep fome Fortinbras foul fpeak Friar Friar Lawrence ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword Gentlemen Ghoft give Hamlet hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honeft honour Horatio houſe Iago ibid is't Juliet King lady Laer Laertes lago loft look lord Madam marry Mercutio moft Moor morrow moſt muft murther muſt night Nurfe Nurſe Ophelia Othello Perfon Play pleaſe Polonius pray Quarto Queen reaſon Richard Rodorigo Romeo ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art Tybalt uſe Venice villain whofe wife William Shakespeare
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 191 - How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
Seite 212 - I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum.
Seite 114 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Seite 119 - Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but being in, Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee.
Seite 172 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Seite 153 - With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Seite 161 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Seite 24 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Seite 190 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Seite 246 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart...