TragediesR. L. Friderichs, 1864 |
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Страница vii
... unto yre , He payeth death to Tybalt for his hyre . A banisht man , he scapes by secret flight : New mariage is offred to his wyfe . She drinkes a drinke that seemes to reve her breath ; They bury her , that sleping yet hath lyfe . Her ...
... unto yre , He payeth death to Tybalt for his hyre . A banisht man , he scapes by secret flight : New mariage is offred to his wyfe . She drinkes a drinke that seemes to reve her breath ; They bury her , that sleping yet hath lyfe . Her ...
Страница viii
... unto his feast , Or by his name in paper sent , appoynted as a geast . Yong damsels thether flocke , of bachelers a route , Not so much for the banquets sake , as bewties to searche out . But not a Montagew would enter at his gate , For ...
... unto his feast , Or by his name in paper sent , appoynted as a geast . Yong damsels thether flocke , of bachelers a route , Not so much for the banquets sake , as bewties to searche out . But not a Montagew would enter at his gate , For ...
Страница ix
... unto my parentes dewe , The quarell eke that long agoe betwene our housholdes grewe , Both me and myne I will all whole to you betake , And following you where so you goe , my fathers house forsake . But if by wanton love and by ...
... unto my parentes dewe , The quarell eke that long agoe betwene our housholdes grewe , Both me and myne I will all whole to you betake , And following you where so you goe , my fathers house forsake . But if by wanton love and by ...
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... unto thine eyes : Examine other beauties . Rom . " T is the way To call hers , exquisite , in question more . 70 63 ) hit ist der Streich , den Benvolio in seinem Wortgefecht gegen Romeo geführt hat , zugleich mit der Anspielung auf ...
... unto thine eyes : Examine other beauties . Rom . " T is the way To call hers , exquisite , in question more . 70 63 ) hit ist der Streich , den Benvolio in seinem Wortgefecht gegen Romeo geführt hat , zugleich mit der Anspielung auf ...
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... unto an hour . La Cap . She's not fourteen . Nurse . And yet , to my teen She is not fourteen . To Lammas - tide ? I'll lay fourteen of my teeth , be it spoken , I have but four , How long is it now La . Cap . A fortnight , and odd days ...
... unto an hour . La Cap . She's not fourteen . Nurse . And yet , to my teen She is not fourteen . To Lammas - tide ? I'll lay fourteen of my teeth , be it spoken , I have but four , How long is it now La . Cap . A fortnight , and odd days ...
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Страница 73 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Страница 39 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat...
Страница 73 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Страница 40 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice. Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Страница 82 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
Страница 76 - Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path...
Страница 82 - Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Страница 100 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Страница 54 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.