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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... thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must .; For death remember'd , should be like a mirror , Who tells us , life's but breath ...
... thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And , by those fearful objects , to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must .; For death remember'd , should be like a mirror , Who tells us , life's but breath ...
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... thank thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? Hel . With ...
... thank thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? Hel . With ...
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... thank you , sir . 2 Fish . Hark you , my friend , you said you could not beg . Per . I did but crave . 2 Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 ...
... thank you , sir . 2 Fish . Hark you , my friend , you said you could not beg . Per . I did but crave . 2 Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per . Why , are all your beggars whipped then ? 2 ...
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... Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own , part of mine heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , ( even as he left ...
... Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all my crosses , Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : And , though it was mine own , part of mine heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , With this strict charge , ( even as he left ...
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... thank thee for't ; my shipwreck's now no ill , Since I have here my father's gift by will . 1 Fish . What mean you , sir ? Per . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth , For it was sometime target to a king ; I know it by ...
... thank thee for't ; my shipwreck's now no ill , Since I have here my father's gift by will . 1 Fish . What mean you , sir ? Per . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth , For it was sometime target to a king ; I know it by ...
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.