King Lear ; Cymbeline ; Titus AndronicusBradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1867 |
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... son to Gloster . EDMUND , bastard son to Gloster CURAN , a courtier . Old Man , tenant to Gloster . A Doctor . A Fool . OSWALD , steward to Goneril . A Captain , employed by Edmund . A Gentleman , attending on Cordelia . A Herald ...
... son to Gloster . EDMUND , bastard son to Gloster CURAN , a courtier . Old Man , tenant to Gloster . A Doctor . A Fool . OSWALD , steward to Goneril . A Captain , employed by Edmund . A Gentleman , attending on Cordelia . A Herald ...
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... son , my lord ? Glo . His breeding , sir , hath been at my charge : I have so often blushed to acknowledge him ... son for her cradle , ere she had a husband for her bed . Do you smell a fault ? Kent . I cannot wish the fault undone ...
... son , my lord ? Glo . His breeding , sir , hath been at my charge : I have so often blushed to acknowledge him ... son for her cradle , ere she had a husband for her bed . Do you smell a fault ? Kent . I cannot wish the fault undone ...
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... son of Cornwall , And you , our no less loving son of Albany , We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . The princes , France and KING LEAR . ACT I.
... son of Cornwall , And you , our no less loving son of Albany , We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . The princes , France and KING LEAR . ACT I.
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... sons , be yours : which to confirm , This coronet part between you . [ Giving the crown . Kent . Royal Lear , Whom I have ever honour'd as my king , Loved as my father , as my master follow'd , As my great patron thought on in my ...
... sons , be yours : which to confirm , This coronet part between you . [ Giving the crown . Kent . Royal Lear , Whom I have ever honour'd as my king , Loved as my father , as my master follow'd , As my great patron thought on in my ...
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... son Edgar ! Had he a hand to write this ? a heart and brain to breed it in ? When came you to this ? Who brought it ? Edm . It was not brought me , my lord ; there's the cunning of it : I found it thrown in at the casement of my closet ...
... son Edgar ! Had he a hand to write this ? a heart and brain to breed it in ? When came you to this ? Who brought it ? Edm . It was not brought me , my lord ; there's the cunning of it : I found it thrown in at the casement of my closet ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Aaron Andronicus art thou ARVIRAGUS Bassianus BELARIUS blood Britons brother Cæsar CHIRON Cloten Cordelia Corn CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death Demet doth duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Jupiter Kent king lady Lavinia Lear Leonatus letter live look lord Lucius madam Marc Marcus master mistress night noble nuncle Pisanio poison'd poor Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Regan revenge Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE sister sons sorrow speak Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue traitor Tribunes villain
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Seite 116 - Come, let's away to prison : We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage : When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Seite 68 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd. raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 166 - Phoebus gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd 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 ! Clo.
Seite 6 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
Seite 218 - I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shall not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Seite 129 - The weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Seite 220 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art 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 191 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Seite 18 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Seite 101 - Lear. Ay, every inch a king : When I do stare, see how the subject quakes. I pardon that man's life. What was thy cause ? Adultery ? Thou...