Archiv für das Studium der neueren Sprachen, Volume 35; Volume 37 (Google eBook)

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Westermann, 1865 - Philology, Modern
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Page 85 - Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood...
Page 96 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed ? a beast, no more. Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unused.
Page 94 - ... cumber all the parts of Italy : Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile, when they behold Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war; All pity chok'd with custom of fell deeds : And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side, come hot from hell, Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice, Cry Havock, and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for...
Page 272 - Welch ein Meisterwerk ist der Mensch! Wie edel durch Vernunft! Wie unbegrenzt an Fähigkeiten! In Gestalt und Bewegung wie bedeutend und wunderwürdig! Im Handeln wie ähnlich einem Engel! Im Begreifen wie ähnlich einem Gott! Die Zierde der Welt! Das Vorbild der Lebendigen!
Page 292 - O Gott! — Welch ein verletzter Name, Freund, Bleibt alles so verhüllt, wird nach mir leben. Wenn du mich je in deinem Herzen trugst, Verbanne noch dich von der Seligkeit Und atm' in dieser herben Welt mit Müh', Um mein Geschick zu melden.
Page 126 - And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 341 - And ye shall be betrayed both by parents, and brethren, and kinsfolks, and friends ; and some of you shall they cause to be put to death.
Page 91 - Down with your noble blood'; or, as I live, I'll have you coddled. — Let him loose, my spirits ! Make us a round ring with your bills, my Hectors, And let us see what this trim man dares do. Now, sir, have at you ! Here I lie, And with this swashing blow (do you sweat, prince?) I could hulk your grace, and hang you up crosslegg'd, Like a hare at a poulter's, and do this with this wiper.
Page 279 - Opheliens: ,O welch ein edler Geist ist hier zerstört! Des Hofmanns Auge, des Gelehrten Zunge, des Kriegers Arm, des Staates Blum...
Page 260 - Röte noch verließ, war sie vermählt ! — O schnöde Hast, so rasch in ein blutschänderisches Bett zu stürzen! Es ist nicht und es wird auch nimmer gut. Doch brich, mein Herz! denn schweigen muß mein Mund.

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