Jahrbuch der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft, 11. sējums

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G. Reimer, 1876
Vols. 6, 11, 24, and 29-30 include: "Katalog der Bibliothek der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft."
 

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317. lappuse - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
57. lappuse - O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
290. lappuse - Forty flags with their crimson bars, Flapped in the morning wind: the sun Of noon looked down, and saw not one. Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then, Bowed with her fourscore years and ten; Bravest of all in Frederick town, She took up the flag the men hauled down; In her attic window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet.
297. lappuse - Tis true : there's magic in the web of it : A sibyl, that had number'd in the world The sun to course two hundred compasses, In her prophetic fury sew'd the work ; The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk ; And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful Conserved of maidens
241. lappuse - 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...
208. lappuse - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
318. lappuse - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
184. lappuse - Though I saw the same argument lately set foorth on stage with more commendation, then I can looke for : (being there much better set forth then I have or can dooe...
340. lappuse - ACCOUNT of the only known Manuscript of Shakespeare's Plays, comprising some important variations and corrections in the " Merry Wives of Windsor," obtained from a Playhouse Copy of that Play recently discovered.
118. lappuse - Die kleine Blume hier beherbergt gift'ge Säfte In ihrer zarten Hüll', und milde Heilungskräfte! Sie labet den Geruch, und dadurch jeden Sinn; Gekostet, dringt sie gleich zum Herzen tödtend hin. Zwei Feinde lagern so im menschlichen Gemüthe Sich immerdar im Kampf: verderbter Will' und Güte; Und wo das Schlecht're herrscht mit siegender Gewalt, Dergleichen Pflanze frißt des Todes Wurm gar bald.

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