Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volum 1G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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Pàgina 6
... dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Profpero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . MIRA . More to know Did never ...
... dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Profpero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . MIRA . More to know Did never ...
Pàgina 10
... Dear , they durft not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor fet A mark fo bloody on the bufinefs ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us fome leagues to fea ; where ...
... Dear , they durft not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor fet A mark fo bloody on the bufinefs ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us fome leagues to fea ; where ...
Pàgina 12
... dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this fhore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A moft aufpicious ftar ; whofe influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes I pray 1 Will ever after droop . - Here ...
... dear lady , hath mine enemies Brought to this fhore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A moft aufpicious ftar ; whofe influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes I pray 1 Will ever after droop . - Here ...
Pàgina 16
... dear heart , awake ! thou haft flept well ; Awake ! MIRA . The ftrangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . PRO . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll vifit Caliban , my flave , who never Yields us kind answer . MIRA . ' Tis a villain ...
... dear heart , awake ! thou haft flept well ; Awake ! MIRA . The ftrangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . PRO . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll vifit Caliban , my flave , who never Yields us kind answer . MIRA . ' Tis a villain ...
Pàgina 22
... dear father , Make not too rash a trial of him , far He's gentle , and not fearful . PRO . What , I fay , My foot my tutor ! -Put thy fword up , [ He draws . traitor ; Who mak'ft a fhow , but dar'ft not ftrike , thy confcience Is fo ...
... dear father , Make not too rash a trial of him , far He's gentle , and not fearful . PRO . What , I fay , My foot my tutor ! -Put thy fword up , [ He draws . traitor ; Who mak'ft a fhow , but dar'ft not ftrike , thy confcience Is fo ...
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Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volum 1 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1797 |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Afide againſt Angelo anſwer BEAT Becauſe Benedick beſt brother CAIUS Caliban CLAUD Claudio coufin defire Demetrius doft DOGB doth DUKE elſe Enter ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes faid fent fhall fignior fince firſt fleep fome fool FORD foul fpeak friar ftand ftrange fuch fure fweet give hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hero himſelf honeft honour houſe huſband Illyria ISAB lady LAUN LEON Leonato lord LUCIO Lyfander madam mafter Malvolio Marry miſtreſs moft moſt mufick muft muſt myſelf night PEDRO pleaſe Pompey pray preſently Proteus PROV PUCK purpoſe Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee SHAL ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow Silvia Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SLEN ſome ſpeak SPEED ſpirit ſtay ſuch ſweet tell thee there's theſe thoſe thou art thouſand Thurio uſe Valentine wife worſhip yourſelf
Passatges populars
Pàgina 70 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Pàgina 130 - ... swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Pàgina 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Pàgina 29 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Pàgina 64 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Pàgina 29 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Pàgina 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Pàgina 65 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art.
Pàgina 479 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Pàgina 528 - I pray thee, give it me. I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...