The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, المجلد 8H. Baldwin, 1790 |
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الصفحة 13
... Exit . Old Ath . Moft noble Timon , call the man before thee . Tim . Attends he here , or no ? -Lucilius ! Enter LUCILIUS . Lnc . Here , at your lordship's fervice . Old Ath . This fellow here , lord Timon , this thy crea- ture , By ...
... Exit . Old Ath . Moft noble Timon , call the man before thee . Tim . Attends he here , or no ? -Lucilius ! Enter LUCILIUS . Lnc . Here , at your lordship's fervice . Old Ath . This fellow here , lord Timon , this thy crea- ture , By ...
الصفحة 28
... Exit CUPID . 1. Lord . You fee , my lord , how ample you are belov'd . Mufick . Re - enter CUPID , with a masque of Ladies as Amazons , with lutes in their hands , dancing , and playing . Apem . Hey day ! what a sweep of vanity comes ...
... Exit CUPID . 1. Lord . You fee , my lord , how ample you are belov'd . Mufick . Re - enter CUPID , with a masque of Ladies as Amazons , with lutes in their hands , dancing , and playing . Apem . Hey day ! what a sweep of vanity comes ...
الصفحة 30
... Exit , and returns , with the cafket . 1. Lord . Where be our men ? Serv . Here , my lord , in readiness . 2. Lord . Our horfes . Tim . O my friends , I have one word I believe the meaning is , " You have conceived the fairest of us ...
... Exit , and returns , with the cafket . 1. Lord . Where be our men ? Serv . Here , my lord , in readiness . 2. Lord . Our horfes . Tim . O my friends , I have one word I believe the meaning is , " You have conceived the fairest of us ...
الصفحة 32
... 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. Lord . O , he is the very foul of bounty ! Tim . And now I remember ...
... 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. Lord . O , he is the very foul of bounty ! Tim . And now I remember ...
الصفحة 34
... Exit . Thou wilt not hear me now , -thou shalt not then , I'll lock Thy heaven ' from thee . O , that men's ears should be To counsel deaf , but not to flattery ! [ Exit . ◇ gain , in Lylly's Woman in the Moon , 1597 : " And he that ...
... Exit . Thou wilt not hear me now , -thou shalt not then , I'll lock Thy heaven ' from thee . O , that men's ears should be To counsel deaf , but not to flattery ! [ Exit . ◇ gain , in Lylly's Woman in the Moon , 1597 : " And he that ...
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الصفحة 492 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
الصفحة 233 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
الصفحة 581 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
الصفحة 258 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
الصفحة 574 - Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
الصفحة 59 - Demand me nothing ; what you know, you know : From this time forth I never will speak word.
الصفحة 701 - Grew frantick mad ; for in his mind He bore the wounds of woe : Which made him rend his milk-white locks, And tresses from his head. And all with blood bestain his cheeks, With age and honour spread...
الصفحة 647 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
الصفحة 700 - In what I did, let me be made Example to all men. I will return again," quoth he, " Unto my Ragan's court ; She will not use me thus, I hope, But in a kinder sort.