Shakespeare's Works, Band 5Harper & brothers, 1884 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
1st folio 1st quarto 2d quarto allusion art thou Athens Balthasar beauty Benvolio Bottom Brooke's poem called Coll Cymb dead dear death Delius Demetrius doth early eds earth Egeus Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy fancy fear flowers follow Friar Laurence gentle give Halliwell quotes hand hath heart heaven Helena Hermia Hippolyta Lady Capulet later folios Lear light look lord love's lovers Lysander Macb Malone married means Mercutio Montague moon never night Nurse Oberon Paris passage passion Philostrate play poet Prince Puck Pyramus Pyramus and Thisbe queen Quince reading remarks Rich Robin Goodfellow Romeo and Juliet Rosaline says SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere sleep Sonn soul speak Steevens quotes sweet tears tell Temp thee Theo Theseus thine thing Thisbe thou art thou hast Titania tomb tongue Tybalt Ulrici Verona wilt word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 60 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Seite 94 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta. Never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry. I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Seite 64 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Seite 199 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Seite 113 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, (and all is mended,) That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend ; If you pardon, we will mend.
Seite 48 - The jaws of darkness do devour it up r So quick bright things come to confusion.
Seite 129 - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Seite 137 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 58 - Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers
Seite 100 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.