The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Mrs. Inchbald Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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Pàgina 17
... fight when I can't chuse , and to eat no fish . Lear . I say , what art thou ? Kent . A very honest - hearted fellow , and as poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough ...
... fight when I can't chuse , and to eat no fish . Lear . I say , what art thou ? Kent . A very honest - hearted fellow , and as poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough ...
Pàgina 35
... fight whirlwind , rain and fire ! Not fire , wind , rain , or thunder , are my daughters : I tax not you , ye elements , with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms , call'd you children ; You owe me no obedience . - Then let fall Your ...
... fight whirlwind , rain and fire ! Not fire , wind , rain , or thunder , are my daughters : I tax not you , ye elements , with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms , call'd you children ; You owe me no obedience . - Then let fall Your ...
Pàgina 41
... fight less fierce . [ Exit . SCENE III . Another Part of the Heath . - Rain - Thunder - Light- ning . Enter KING LEAR and KENt . Kent . Here is the place , my lord ; good , my lord , enter : The tyranny of this open night's too rough ...
... fight less fierce . [ Exit . SCENE III . Another Part of the Heath . - Rain - Thunder - Light- ning . Enter KING LEAR and KENt . Kent . Here is the place , my lord ; good , my lord , enter : The tyranny of this open night's too rough ...
Pàgina 66
... fight this injur'd father's battle ! That I could shift my sex , and dye me deep In his opposer's blood ? But , as I may , With women's weapons , piety and pray'rs , I'll aid his cause . You never - erring gods , Fight on his side , and ...
... fight this injur'd father's battle ! That I could shift my sex , and dye me deep In his opposer's blood ? But , as I may , With women's weapons , piety and pray'rs , I'll aid his cause . You never - erring gods , Fight on his side , and ...
Pàgina 67
... fight grows hot ; the whole war's now at work , And the gor'd battle bleeds in every vein , Whilst drums and trumpets drown loud slaughter's roar . Where's Gloster now , that us'd to head the onset , And scour the ranks where deadliest ...
... fight grows hot ; the whole war's now at work , And the gor'd battle bleeds in every vein , Whilst drums and trumpets drown loud slaughter's roar . Where's Gloster now , that us'd to head the onset , And scour the ranks where deadliest ...
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The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at ..., Volum 4 Mrs. Inchbald Visualització completa - 1824 |
The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays which are Acted at ..., Volum 4 Mrs. Inchbald Visualització completa - 1808 |
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Visualització completa - 1808 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 40 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Pàgina 8 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roar'd ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried,
Pàgina 41 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Pàgina 20 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Pàgina 24 - 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.
Pàgina 9 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 10 - Things that do sound so fair? — 1' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal ; to me you speak not ; If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, (1) A man forbid, — one under a curse, accursed. Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours nor your hate.
Pàgina 24 - 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 22 - When Duncan is asleep, (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassel so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only : When in swinish sleep Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, What cannot you and I perform upon Th' unguarded Duncan ? what not put upon.
Pàgina 19 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting. martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.