The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Band 11Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... enemy . Sim . No ! - Here comes my daughter , she can witness it . Enter THAISA . Per . Then , as you are as virtuous as fair , Resolve your angry father , if my tongue Did e'er solicit , or my hand subscribe To any syllable that made ...
... enemy . Sim . No ! - Here comes my daughter , she can witness it . Enter THAISA . Per . Then , as you are as virtuous as fair , Resolve your angry father , if my tongue Did e'er solicit , or my hand subscribe To any syllable that made ...
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... enemy to be ? Boult . Why , I could wish him to be my master , or rather , my mistress . Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou art , Since they do better thee in their command . Thou hold'st a place , for which the pained'st ...
... enemy to be ? Boult . Why , I could wish him to be my master , or rather , my mistress . Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou art , Since they do better thee in their command . Thou hold'st a place , for which the pained'st ...
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... enemies , than a dinner of friends . Alcib . So they were bleeding - new , my lord , there's no meat like them ; I could wish my best friend at such a feast . Apem . ' Would all those flatterers were thine enemies SCENE II . 115 TIMON ...
... enemies , than a dinner of friends . Alcib . So they were bleeding - new , my lord , there's no meat like them ; I could wish my best friend at such a feast . Apem . ' Would all those flatterers were thine enemies SCENE II . 115 TIMON ...
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... enemies then ; that then thou might'st kill ' em , and bid me to ' em . 1 Lord . Might we but have that happiness , my lord , that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might express some part of our zeals , we should think our ...
... enemies then ; that then thou might'st kill ' em , and bid me to ' em . 1 Lord . Might we but have that happiness , my lord , that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might express some part of our zeals , we should think our ...
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... enemies exceed . I bleed inwardly for my lord . Tim . You do yourselves [ Exit . Much wrong , you bate too much of your own merits : - Here , my lord , a trifle of our love . 2 Lord . With more than common thanks I will re- ceive it . 3 ...
... enemies exceed . I bleed inwardly for my lord . Tim . You do yourselves [ Exit . Much wrong , you bate too much of your own merits : - Here , my lord , a trifle of our love . 2 Lord . With more than common thanks I will re- ceive it . 3 ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Antium Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius Bawd bear beseech blood Boult Caius Marcius Caph CLEON Cominius consul CORIOLANUS Corioli daughter Dionyza do't dost doth ears enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fear Fish Flav fool fortune friends Gent give gods gold hate hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honest honour i'the king knight lady Lart look lord Timon lordship Lucullus Lychorida LYSIMACHUS Marina master MENENIUS Mitylene mother ne'er never noble o'the Pain patricians peace Pentapolis Pericles PHRYNIA Poet pr'ythee pray prince prince of Tyre Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE III.-The Senators Serv Servant SICINIUS Simonides speak sword tell Thai Thaisa thank Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thyself TITUS LARTIUS tongue tribunes Tyre unto VIRGILIA voices Volces VOLUMNIA What's worthy would'st
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 159 - Gold ? yellow, glittering, precious gold ? No, gods, I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear heavens ! Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant.
Seite 295 - I loved the maid I married ; never man Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.
Seite 322 - You have won a happy victory to Rome : But, for your son, — believe it, O, believe it, Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Seite 317 - What is that curt'sy worth, or those doves' eyes, Which can make gods forsworn? — I melt, and am not Of stronger earth than others. — My mother bows ; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod; and my young boy Hath an aspect of intercession, which Great nature cries, Deny not.