Название | TWELFTH NIGHT |
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Автор произведения | УильÑм ШекÑпир |
Жанр | Языкознание |
Серия | |
Издательство | Языкознание |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9788027236701 |
William ShakespeareSidney Lee
TWELFTH NIGHT
The Classic Biography: The Life of William Shakespeare: Twelfth Night Or, What You Will
Published by
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2017 OK Publishing
ISBN 978-80-272-3670-1
Table of Contents
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
The Life of William Shakespeare
PREFACE
II—CHILDHOOD, EDUCATION, AND MARRIAGE
VI—THE FIRST APPEAL TO THE READING PUBLIC
VII—THE SONNETS AND THEIR LITERARY HISTORY
VIII—THE BORROWED CONCEITS OF THE SONNETS
IX—THE PATRONAGE OF THE EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON
X—THE SUPPOSED STORY OF INTRIGUE IN THE SONNETS
XI—THE DEVELOPMENT OF DRAMATIC POWER
XII—THE PRACTICAL AFFAIRS OF LIFE
XIV—THE HIGHEST THEMES OF TRAGEDY
XVII—SURVIVORS AND DESCENDANTS
XVIII—AUTOGRAPHS, PORTRAITS, AND MEMORIALS
Twelfth Night
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
ORSINO, Duke of Illyria
SEBASTIAN, brother to Viola
ANTONIO, a sea captain, friend to Sebastian
A SEA CAPTAIN, friend to Viola
VALENTINE, gentleman attending on the Duke
CURIO, gentleman attending on the Duke
SIR TOBY BELCH, uncle to Olivia
SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK
MALVOLIO, steward to Olivia
FABIAN, servant to Olivia
FESTE, a clown, servant to Olivia
OLIVIA, a rich countess
VIOLA
MARIA, Olivia’s waiting woman
Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and other
Attendants
SCENE: A city in Illyria, and the seacoast near it
ACT I.
SCENE I. An apartment in the DUKE’S palace.
[Enter DUKE, CURIO, and other LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.]
DUKE.
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken and so die.
That strain again! It had a dying fall;
O, it came o’er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more;
‘T is not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe’er,
But falls