Romeo and JulietGinn Brothers, 1873 - Всего страниц: 93 |
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... light steals home my heavy son , And private in his chamber pens himself ; Shuts up his windows , locks fair daylight out , And makes himself an artificial night . Black and portentous must this humour prove , Unless good counsel may ...
... light steals home my heavy son , And private in his chamber pens himself ; Shuts up his windows , locks fair daylight out , And makes himself an artificial night . Black and portentous must this humour prove , Unless good counsel may ...
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... light : Such comfort as do lusty young men feel , When well - apparell'd April on the heel 2 Of limping Winter treads , even such delight Among fresh female buds shall this night Inherit at my house : hear all , all see , you And like ...
... light : Such comfort as do lusty young men feel , When well - apparell'd April on the heel 2 Of limping Winter treads , even such delight Among fresh female buds shall this night Inherit at my house : hear all , all see , you And like ...
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... light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance . Rom . Not I , believe me : you have dancing - shoes With nimble soles ; I have a soul of lead , So stakes me to the ground I cannot move . Mer . You are a lover ; borrow ...
... light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance . Rom . Not I , believe me : you have dancing - shoes With nimble soles ; I have a soul of lead , So stakes me to the ground I cannot move . Mer . You are a lover ; borrow ...
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... light , ho ! 12 Rom . Nay , that's not so . Mer . I mean , sir , in delay We waste our lights in vain , like lamps by day . Take our good meaning ; for our judgment sits Five times in that , ere once in our five wits.13 Rom . And we ...
... light , ho ! 12 Rom . Nay , that's not so . Mer . I mean , sir , in delay We waste our lights in vain , like lamps by day . Take our good meaning ; for our judgment sits Five times in that , ere once in our five wits.13 Rom . And we ...
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... lights , you knaves ; and turn the tables up , And quench the fire , the room is grown too hot . Ah , sirrah , this unlook'd - for sport comes well . Nay , sit , nay , sit , good cousin Capulet ; 7 For you and I are past our dancing ...
... lights , you knaves ; and turn the tables up , And quench the fire , the room is grown too hot . Ah , sirrah , this unlook'd - for sport comes well . Nay , sit , nay , sit , good cousin Capulet ; 7 For you and I are past our dancing ...
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Стр. 255 - Rom. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound. — (But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the Sun ! — Arise, fair Sun, and kill the envious Moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid,
Стр. 247 - And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on curtsies straight; O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream, — O'er lawyer's fingers, who straight dream on fees; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,
Стр. 258 - Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love — Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say It lightens.' 1
Стр. 256 - What's Montague ? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name I What's in a name ? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet: So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes,
Стр. 261 - but for some, and yet all different. ;"/ O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies ' In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities! For nought so vile that on the Earth doth live, Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, But to the Earth some special good doth give;
Стр. 244 - within to hide: /That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, (That in gold clasps locks in the golden story; So shall you share all that he doth possess, . By having him, making yourself no less. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love ? 1 Jul. I'll look to like, if looking liking move:
Стр. 246 - tis no wit to go. Mer. Why, may one ask ? Rom. I dreamt a dream to-night. Mer. And so did I. Rom. Well, what was yours ? Mer. That dreamers often lie. Mer. 0, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies
Стр. 267 - and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month. Nurse. An 'a speak any thing against me, I'll take him down, an 'a were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills;
Стр. 261 - cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them still In man as well as herbs, — Grace and rude Will; And, where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEO. Rom. Good morrow, Father! Fri.
Стр. 248 - This, this is she — Bom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air;