Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays,: As They are Now Performed at the Theatres Royal in London; : Regulated from the Prompt Books of Each House by Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; by the Authors of the Dramatic Censor, Volum 6John Bell ... and C. Etherington at York, 1774 |
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Pàgina 9
... fall in love ? Luc . Ay , madam , fo you ftumble not unheedfully . Jul . Of all the fair refort of gentlemen , That every day with parle encounter me , In thy opinion which is worthieft love ? Luc . Please you repeat their names , I'll ...
... fall in love ? Luc . Ay , madam , fo you ftumble not unheedfully . Jul . Of all the fair refort of gentlemen , That every day with parle encounter me , In thy opinion which is worthieft love ? Luc . Please you repeat their names , I'll ...
Pàgina 11
... fall . Jul . And is that paper nothing ? Luc . Nothing concerning me . Jul . Then let it lie for thofe that it concerns . Luc . Madam , it will not lie where it concerns , Unless it have a false interpreter . * This ticklish wavering of ...
... fall . Jul . And is that paper nothing ? Luc . Nothing concerning me . Jul . Then let it lie for thofe that it concerns . Luc . Madam , it will not lie where it concerns , Unless it have a false interpreter . * This ticklish wavering of ...
Pàgina 63
... fall , And leave no memory of what it was ! Repair me with thy prefence , Silvia ; Thou gentle nymph , cherish thy forlorn fwain ! What hallo'ing , and what ftir , is this to - day ? These are my mates , that make their wills their law ...
... fall , And leave no memory of what it was ! Repair me with thy prefence , Silvia ; Thou gentle nymph , cherish thy forlorn fwain ! What hallo'ing , and what ftir , is this to - day ? These are my mates , that make their wills their law ...
Pàgina 66
... falls off , ere it begins : What is in Silvia's face , but I may fpy More fresh in Julia's , with a conftant eye ? Val . Come , come , a hand from either : Let me be bleft to make this happy close ; ' Twere pity , two fuch friends ...
... falls off , ere it begins : What is in Silvia's face , but I may fpy More fresh in Julia's , with a conftant eye ? Val . Come , come , a hand from either : Let me be bleft to make this happy close ; ' Twere pity , two fuch friends ...
Pàgina 74
... Falls from off bis Bench , and fleeps . Horns . Enter a Lord , from hunting ; Huntfmen , and Servants , with him . Lord . Huntfman , I charge thee , tender well my hounds : Leech Merriman , -the poor cur is imboft , - And couple Clowder ...
... Falls from off bis Bench , and fleeps . Horns . Enter a Lord , from hunting ; Huntfmen , and Servants , with him . Lord . Huntfman , I charge thee , tender well my hounds : Leech Merriman , -the poor cur is imboft , - And couple Clowder ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Baptifta Becauſe Bianca Biondello Cæfar Cafar Calchas Charmian Cleopatra Creffida Diomed doth Duke Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame father fcene fhall fhew fhould fifter fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fweet fword gentleman give Grumio hath hear heart Hector himſelf honour Hortenfio houſe i'the itſelf Kate kifs lady lord Lucentio madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Padua Pandarus Patroclus Petruchio pleaſe Pompey pray prefent Priam Protheus purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Silvia ſpeak ſpirit tell thee thefe Therfites theſe thoſe Thurio Tranio Troilus Trojan Troy Valentine what's whofe yourſelf
Passatges populars
Pàgina 209 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Pàgina 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Pàgina 340 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Pàgina 351 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Pàgina 48 - Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Pàgina 170 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!
Pàgina 347 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 353 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in 't, an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping...