Some 300 Fresh Allusions to Shakspere from 1594 to 1694 A.D.Frederick James Furnivall Trübner, 1886 - 372 pagina's |
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Some 300 Fresh Allusions to Shakspere from 1594 to 1694 A.D: Gatherd by ... Frederick James Furnivall Volledige weergave - 1885 |
Some 300 Fresh Allusions to Shakspere from 1594 to 1694 A.D. Frederick James Furnivall Volledige weergave - 1886 |
Some 300 Fresh Allusions to Shakspere from 1594 to 1694 A.D. Frederick James Furnivall Volledige weergave - 1886 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Arber Author Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson Catalogue Cent Centurie Comedy Covent Garden Davenant death Duke Dyce Earl edition England English Entred Epilogue F. J. Furnivall Falstaff felf fhall fhould fince firſt Folio fome Francis Kirkman FRESH ALLUSIONS fuch Gerard Langbaine Hamlet hath haue Henry Heywood History James Shirley John Dryden John Marston Johnson Julius Cæsar King Langbaine Lear Lond London Lord loue Love Lucrece LYONS Macbeth Marston Massinger Master Merry Messrs Trübner moſt muſt Nahum Tate Othello Pericles Playes Poems Poets PONSONBY Prince Printed Prologue Quarto Queen reprint Richard Richard Flecknoe Robert Romeo and Juliet Samuel says scene Servants Shakspere Society Shirley Sir John sold Street Tempest Theatre Royal thee thefe theſe Thomas Thomas Heywood thoſe thou Tragedy Venice Venus and Adonis vnto Wife William Davenant writ Written
Populaire passages
Pagina 67 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem : So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart ; Two of the first, like coats...
Pagina 8 - Round-hoofd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Pagina 61 - What hands are here ? ha ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No, this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Pagina 119 - Think, my lord ! By heaven, he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown.
Pagina 139 - Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings at grave-making?
Pagina 98 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Pagina 107 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Pagina 132 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit?
Pagina 120 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Pagina 99 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting: I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.