G. E. Lessing's gesammelte werke in zwei bänden, Volume 2

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G. J. Göschen, 1864

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Page 51 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph ; I, that am curtail...
Page 51 - Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Page 51 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 51 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother?
Page 76 - Superbes monuments de l'orgueil des humains, Pyramides, tombeaux dont la vaine structure A témoigné que l'Art, par l'adresse des mains Et l'assidu travail, peut vaincre la Nature...
Page 57 - Nee multo plurium fama est, quorundam claritati in operibus eximiis obstante numero artificum, quoniam nee unus occupat gloriam, nee plures pariter nuncupari possunt, sicut in Laocoonte, qui est in Titi Imperatoris domo, opus omnibus et picturae et statuariae artis praeponendum. Ex uno lapide eum et liberos draconumque mirabiles nexus de consilii sententia fecere summi artifices, Agesander et "Polydorus et Athenodorus Rhodii.
Page 51 - That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity.
Page 82 - Conjugis audisset fatum cum Porcia Bruti, Et subtracta sibi quaereret arma dolor : Nondum scitis, ait, mortem non posse negari ? Credideram satis hoc vos docuisse patrem. Dixit, et ardentes avido bibit ore favillas. I nunc, et ferrum, turba molesta, nega.
Page 44 - La bocca sparsa di natio cinabro; Quivi due filze son di perle elette, Che chiude ed apre un bello, e dolce labro: Quindi escon le cortesi parolette Da render molle ogni cor rozzo e scabro: Quivi si forma quel soave riso, Ch'apre a sua posta in terra il paradiso. Bianca neve è il bel collo, e...
Page 231 - Esto es volver a la comedia antigua, Donde vemos que Plauto puso dioses, Como en su Anfitrión lo muestra Júpiter.

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