The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volum 6R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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Pàgina 6
... LADY MONTAGUE , Wife to Montague . LADY CAPULET , Wife to Capulet . JULIET , Daughter to Capulet . Nurse to Juliet . Citizens of Verona ; several Men and Women , Re- lations to both Houses ; Maskers , Guards , Watchmen , and Attendants ...
... LADY MONTAGUE , Wife to Montague . LADY CAPULET , Wife to Capulet . JULIET , Daughter to Capulet . Nurse to Juliet . Citizens of Verona ; several Men and Women , Re- lations to both Houses ; Maskers , Guards , Watchmen , and Attendants ...
Pàgina 13
... Lady Montague . MON . Thou villain Capulet , -Hold me not , let me go . LA . MON . Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe 3 . ( I ) Enter Prince , with Attendants . PRIN . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this ...
... Lady Montague . MON . Thou villain Capulet , -Hold me not , let me go . LA . MON . Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe 3 . ( I ) Enter Prince , with Attendants . PRIN . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this ...
Pàgina 17
... Lady . BEN . Good morrow , cousin . ROM . BEN . But new struck nine . ROM . Is the day so young1 ? Ah me ! sad hours seem long . Was that my father that went hence so fast ? BEN . It was : -What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours ? ROM ...
... Lady . BEN . Good morrow , cousin . ROM . BEN . But new struck nine . ROM . Is the day so young1 ? Ah me ! sad hours seem long . Was that my father that went hence so fast ? BEN . It was : -What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours ? ROM ...
Pàgina 25
... lady of my earth * : ( ) Let two more summers wither in their pride , ] So , in our poet's 103d Sonnet : 66 Three ... lady of my earth : ] This line is not in the first edition . POPE . " She is the hopeful lady of my earth . " This is a ...
... lady of my earth * : ( ) Let two more summers wither in their pride , ] So , in our poet's 103d Sonnet : 66 Three ... lady of my earth : ] This line is not in the first edition . POPE . " She is the hopeful lady of my earth . " This is a ...
Pàgina 30
... lady fair or foul was in Verona town , " No knight or gentleman of high or low renown , " But Capilet himself hath bid unto his feast , " Or by his name , in paper sent , appointed as a guest . " 66 MALONE . 2 Find them out , whose ...
... lady fair or foul was in Verona town , " No knight or gentleman of high or low renown , " But Capilet himself hath bid unto his feast , " Or by his name , in paper sent , appointed as a guest . " 66 MALONE . 2 Find them out , whose ...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and ..., Volum 6 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1821 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
agayne Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Benvolio better BOSWELL brest called Capulet daughter dead death dost doth DUKE edition editors emendation Enter Exeunt eyes fair father fear fool Fortune frend Friar fryer give gleek greefe hand hart hath heart heaven honour JOHNSON King Henry kiss lady live lord Love's Labour's Lost lovers lyfe MALONE Mantua married means Mercutio Montague musick mynde night nurce NURSE old copy Orlando Paris passage payne play poem poet Pope pray prince quarto quintain quoth Rape of Lucrece Romeo Romeus and Juliet Rosalind scene second folio Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak speech STEEVENS stryfe sweet tears tell thee theyr thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thought tomb TOUCH Tybalt unto Verona WARBURTON wilt word wyfe
Passatges populars
Pàgina 378 - The seasons' difference ; as the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pàgina 50 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers — And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight.
Pàgina 387 - Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Pàgina 83 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Pàgina 405 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Pàgina 240 - Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that I still will stay with thee, And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chambermaids; O!
Pàgina 82 - I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
Pàgina 87 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Pàgina 241 - And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark. Here's to my love ! \Drinks.} O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
Pàgina 3 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents