The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 6C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Set lefs than thou throweft , Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep within door , And thou shalt have more Than two tens to a score . Kent . This is nothing , fool . Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer , you gave ...
... Set lefs than thou throweft , Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep within door , And thou shalt have more Than two tens to a score . Kent . This is nothing , fool . Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer , you gave ...
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... Set me , where you ftand . Edg . Give me your hand : you're now within a foot . Of th ' extream verge : for all below the moon Would I not leap upright . Glo . Let go my hand : Here , friend , ' s another purfe , in it a jewel Well ...
... Set me , where you ftand . Edg . Give me your hand : you're now within a foot . Of th ' extream verge : for all below the moon Would I not leap upright . Glo . Let go my hand : Here , friend , ' s another purfe , in it a jewel Well ...
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... Set a fair fashion on our entertainment , [ Ladies , ( 7 ) There tafte , touch , all , pleas'd from thy table rife : They only now ] The incomparable emendation , with which the text is here fupply'd , I owe to my ingenious friend Mr ...
... Set a fair fashion on our entertainment , [ Ladies , ( 7 ) There tafte , touch , all , pleas'd from thy table rife : They only now ] The incomparable emendation , with which the text is here fupply'd , I owe to my ingenious friend Mr ...
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... Set them down horrible traitors . Spare not the babe , Whofe dimpled fimiles from fools exhaust their mercy ; Think it a baftard , whom the oracle Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat fhall cut , And mince it fans remorfe . Swear ...
... Set them down horrible traitors . Spare not the babe , Whofe dimpled fimiles from fools exhaust their mercy ; Think it a baftard , whom the oracle Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat fhall cut , And mince it fans remorfe . Swear ...
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... Set them into confounding odds , that beafts May have the world in empire . Apem . Would ' twere fo , But not ' till I am dead ! I'll fay , thou haft gold : Thou wilt be throng'd to fhortly . Tim . Throng'd to ? Apem . Ay . Tim . Thy ...
... Set them into confounding odds , that beafts May have the world in empire . Apem . Would ' twere fo , But not ' till I am dead ! I'll fay , thou haft gold : Thou wilt be throng'd to fhortly . Tim . Throng'd to ? Apem . Ay . Tim . Thy ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Alcibiades Andronicus Apem Apemantus Aufidius Banquo becauſe blood Cominius Cordelia Coriolanus doft doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire fear feem fenfe ferve fhall fhew fhould fifter fince flain flave Fleance fleep foldier fome Fool forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Glo'fter gods Goths hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Kent King Lady Lart Lavinia Lear lefs Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff mafter Marcius Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble paffage pleaſe poet pray prefent reafon Roffe Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe there's theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art Timon Titus Titus Andronicus tribunes uſe Volfcians Warburton whofe Witch word worfe
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 94 - 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 305 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Seite 302 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Seite 306 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Seite 19 - ... 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 296 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Seite 53 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Seite 469 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Seite 304 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Seite 309 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...