The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... sweet lady , for a while ; Pray you walk foftly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. Thanks , fweet madam.- [ Exit DIONYZA . South - west . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . Mar. When I was born ...
... sweet lady , for a while ; Pray you walk foftly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. Thanks , fweet madam.- [ Exit DIONYZA . South - west . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . Mar. When I was born ...
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... That lord , that counsel'd thee To give away thy land , Come place him here by me , - Or do thou for him ftand : The sweet and bitter fool Will presently appear ; The The one in motley here , The other found out 22 A & t . KING LEAR ,
... That lord , that counsel'd thee To give away thy land , Come place him here by me , - Or do thou for him ftand : The sweet and bitter fool Will presently appear ; The The one in motley here , The other found out 22 A & t . KING LEAR ,
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... sweet sway Allow obedience , if yourselves are old , Make it your cause ; fend down , and take my part ! - Art not asham'd to look upon this beard ? — O , Regan , wilt thou take her by the hand ? [ to GON . Gon . Why not by the hand ...
... sweet sway Allow obedience , if yourselves are old , Make it your cause ; fend down , and take my part ! - Art not asham'd to look upon this beard ? — O , Regan , wilt thou take her by the hand ? [ to GON . Gon . Why not by the hand ...
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... sweet face of heaven : one , that flept in the contriving of luft , and waked to do it : Wine loved I deeply ; dice dearly ; and in woman , out - paramour'd the Turk : False of heart , light of ear , bloody of hand ; Hog in floth , fox ...
... sweet face of heaven : one , that flept in the contriving of luft , and waked to do it : Wine loved I deeply ; dice dearly ; and in woman , out - paramour'd the Turk : False of heart , light of ear , bloody of hand ; Hog in floth , fox ...
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... Sweet - heart , fee , they bark at me . Edg . Tom will throw his head at them : -Avaunt , you curs ! Be thy mouth or black or white , Tooth that poisons if it bite ; Maftiff , grey - hound , mongrel grim , Hound , or spaniel , brach ...
... Sweet - heart , fee , they bark at me . Edg . Tom will throw his head at them : -Avaunt , you curs ! Be thy mouth or black or white , Tooth that poisons if it bite ; Maftiff , grey - hound , mongrel grim , Hound , or spaniel , brach ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Seite 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Seite 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Seite 97 - 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 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Seite 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Seite 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Seite 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Seite 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Seite 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.