The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard II. King Henry IV, part 1Phillips, Sampson, 1850 - 38 pàgines |
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Pàgina 12
... things ; one good deed , dying tongueless , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our praises are our wages : you may ride us , With one soft kiss , a thousand furlongs , ere With spur we heat an acre . But to the goal.- My last ...
... things ; one good deed , dying tongueless , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our praises are our wages : you may ride us , With one soft kiss , a thousand furlongs , ere With spur we heat an acre . But to the goal.- My last ...
Pàgina 13
... thing . But were they false As o'er - dyed blacks , as wind , as waters ; false As dice are to be wished , by one that fixes No bourn ' twixt his and mine ; yet were it true To say this boy were like me . - Come , sir page , Look on me ...
... thing . But were they false As o'er - dyed blacks , as wind , as waters ; false As dice are to be wished , by one that fixes No bourn ' twixt his and mine ; yet were it true To say this boy were like me . - Come , sir page , Look on me ...
Pàgina 14
... things not so held ; Communicat'st with dreams ;-( How can this be ? ) With what's unreal thou coactive art , And fellow'st nothing . Then , ' tis very credent , 3 Thou mayst conjoin with something ; and thou dost ; ( And that beyond ...
... things not so held ; Communicat'st with dreams ;-( How can this be ? ) With what's unreal thou coactive art , And fellow'st nothing . Then , ' tis very credent , 3 Thou mayst conjoin with something ; and thou dost ; ( And that beyond ...
Pàgina 17
... things to my heart , as well My chamber - councils ; wherein , priestlike , thou Hast cleansed my bosom ; I from thee departed Thy penitent reformed ; but we have been Deceived in thy integrity , deceived In that which seems so . Cam ...
... things to my heart , as well My chamber - councils ; wherein , priestlike , thou Hast cleansed my bosom ; I from thee departed Thy penitent reformed ; but we have been Deceived in thy integrity , deceived In that which seems so . Cam ...
Pàgina 18
... thing , where I the issue doubted , Whereof the execution did cry out Against the non - performance , 1 ' twas a fear Which oft affects the wisest . These , my lord , Are such allowed infirmities , that honesty Is never free of . But ...
... thing , where I the issue doubted , Whereof the execution did cry out Against the non - performance , 1 ' twas a fear Which oft affects the wisest . These , my lord , Are such allowed infirmities , that honesty Is never free of . But ...
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Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty murder never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shalt shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word York
Passatges populars
Pàgina 206 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pàgina 319 - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Pàgina 198 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pàgina 65 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Pàgina 445 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul; My soul the father: and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts, And these same thoughts people this little world, In humours like the people of this world, For no thought is contented.
Pàgina 552 - Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : — this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.