The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Bind 2 |
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Side 5
... Give me excess of it ; that , surfeiting , The appetite may sicken , and so die . That strain again ; — it had a dying fall : - O , it came o'er my ear like the sweet south , That breathes upon a bank of violets , Stealing , and giving ...
... Give me excess of it ; that , surfeiting , The appetite may sicken , and so die . That strain again ; — it had a dying fall : - O , it came o'er my ear like the sweet south , That breathes upon a bank of violets , Stealing , and giving ...
Side 16
... give the dry fool drink , then is the fool not dry ; bid the dishonest man mend himself ; if he mend , he is no longer dishonest ; if he cannot , let the botcher mend him : Any thing that's mended , is but patched : virtue , that ...
... give the dry fool drink , then is the fool not dry ; bid the dishonest man mend himself ; if he mend , he is no longer dishonest ; if he cannot , let the botcher mend him : Any thing that's mended , is but patched : virtue , that ...
Side 17
William Shakespeare George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers. Good madonna , give I wear not motley in my brain . me leave to prove you a fool . Oli . Can you do it ? Clo . Dexterously , good madonna . Oli . Make your proof ...
William Shakespeare George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers. Good madonna , give I wear not motley in my brain . me leave to prove you a fool . Oli . Can you do it ? Clo . Dexterously , good madonna . Oli . Make your proof ...
Side 20
... Give me my veil : come , throw it o'er my face ; We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy . Enter VIOLA . Vio . The honourable lady of the house , which is she ? Oli . Speak to me , I shall answer for her : Your will ? Vio . Most radiant ...
... Give me my veil : come , throw it o'er my face ; We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy . Enter VIOLA . Vio . The honourable lady of the house , which is she ? Oli . Speak to me , I shall answer for her : Your will ? Vio . Most radiant ...
Side 22
... Give us the place alone : we will hear this divi- nity . [ Exit MARIA . ] Now , sir , what is your text ? Vio . Most sweet lady , - Oli . A comfortable doctrine , and much may be said of it . Where lies your text ? Vio . In Orsino's ...
... Give us the place alone : we will hear this divi- nity . [ Exit MARIA . ] Now , sir , what is your text ? Vio . Most sweet lady , - Oli . A comfortable doctrine , and much may be said of it . Where lies your text ? Vio . In Orsino's ...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... William Shakespeare Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2020 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2020 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... William Shakespeare Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2019 |
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Side 137 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Side 302 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's musick.
Side 221 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Side 151 - So disguise shall, by the disguised, Pay with falsehood false exacting, And perform an old contracting. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. — A Room in Mariana'* House. MARIANA discovered sitting; a Boy singing. SONG. 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.
Side 87 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.
Side 119 - 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.
Side 457 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Side 236 - 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.
Side 108 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Side 457 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!