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... death with firmness rather than dishonour , his burst of in- dignant passion on learning the price at which his life might be redeemed , and his subsequent clinging to life , and desire that she would make the sacrifice required , are ...
... death with firmness rather than dishonour , his burst of in- dignant passion on learning the price at which his life might be redeemed , and his subsequent clinging to life , and desire that she would make the sacrifice required , are ...
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... pronouncing sen- tence of death , and to thy heart the privilege of exercising mercy . 11 A choice mature , concocted , fermented ; i . e . not hasty , but considerate . Duke . My haste may not admit it ; Nor SC . I. 7 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... pronouncing sen- tence of death , and to thy heart the privilege of exercising mercy . 11 A choice mature , concocted , fermented ; i . e . not hasty , but considerate . Duke . My haste may not admit it ; Nor SC . I. 7 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... have it again in the next scene : C When I that censure him do so offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death . ' 12 To owe is to have , to possess . Isab . I'll see what I can do . Lucio 20 ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... have it again in the next scene : C When I that censure him do so offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death . ' 12 To owe is to have , to possess . Isab . I'll see what I can do . Lucio 20 ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... death : Alas ! this gentleman , Whom I would save , had a most noble father , Let but your honour know , ( Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue ) , That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher❜d5 with place , or ...
... death : Alas ! this gentleman , Whom I would save , had a most noble father , Let but your honour know , ( Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue ) , That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher❜d5 with place , or ...
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... death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escal . Be it as your wisdom will . Ang . Where is the provost ? Prov . Here , if it like your honour . Ang . See that Claudio Be executed by nine to - morrow morning : Bring him ...
... death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escal . Be it as your wisdom will . Ang . Where is the provost ? Prov . Here , if it like your honour . Ang . See that Claudio Be executed by nine to - morrow morning : Bring him ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Armado Barnardine Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother called Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin death Demetrius Dogb dost doth Duke Egeus Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear fool friar gentle give grace hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Isab Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion look Lord Angelo lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid Marg marry master master constable means MEASURE FOR MEASURE moon Moth musick Navarre never night Oberon offence old copies read pardon PHILOSTRATE play Pompey pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Rosaline SCENE sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signify signior soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thine thing Thisby thou art Tita Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 70 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Seite 6 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Seite 413 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall. And milk comes frozen home in pail...
Seite 33 - Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, May call it back again: Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Seite 235 - Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Seite 151 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore; To one thing constant never...
Seite 301 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic ; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Seite 168 - Why, then take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
Seite 50 - Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum, For ending thee no sooner. Thou hast nor youth nor age; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both ; for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths ; yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Seite 242 - That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.