The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips, Sampson, 1851 - 38 pàgines |
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Pàgina 14
... folio , " we shall retain . ” 2 " All the titles belonging to a king . " 3 By " the execution of the rest , " all the other functions of the kingly office are probably meant . 4 The folio reads , " reserve thy state ; " and has falls ...
... folio , " we shall retain . ” 2 " All the titles belonging to a king . " 3 By " the execution of the rest , " all the other functions of the kingly office are probably meant . 4 The folio reads , " reserve thy state ; " and has falls ...
Pàgina 15
... folio reads " disasters . " By diseases are meant uneasinesses , inconveniences . 4 The quartos read " Friendship ; " and in the next line , instead of " dear shelter , " " protection . ” SUPERERE DEVETERANS WERE STORE PREDICTIM JE ...
... folio reads " disasters . " By diseases are meant uneasinesses , inconveniences . 4 The quartos read " Friendship ; " and in the next line , instead of " dear shelter , " " protection . ” SUPERERE DEVETERANS WERE STORE PREDICTIM JE ...
Pàgina 18
... folio has regards . 2 Here and where have the power of nouns . 3nn # v • 2-15 རཱག ཞཨཱམྦཱསུ ནཱལ ག་ ཐལ་ བར 252NE { གཅུག = ¥ { « = 22tUn ### E : 221526957 པུ 75108 དྲག } 4 ལུ t2 / 74972 = J * 2 % t ཆན་ Kakak sakant my a manger , at ang at ...
... folio has regards . 2 Here and where have the power of nouns . 3nn # v • 2-15 རཱག ཞཨཱམྦཱསུ ནཱལ ག་ ཐལ་ བར 252NE { གཅུག = ¥ { « = 22tUn ### E : 221526957 པུ 75108 དྲག } 4 ལུ t2 / 74972 = J * 2 % t ཆན་ Kakak sakant my a manger , at ang at ...
Pàgina 19
... folio . The quartos read :" And well are worth the worth that you have wanted . " The meaning of the passage , as it now stands in the text , is , " You well deserve to want that dower , which you have lost by having failed in your ...
... folio . The quartos read :" And well are worth the worth that you have wanted . " The meaning of the passage , as it now stands in the text , is , " You well deserve to want that dower , which you have lost by having failed in your ...
Pàgina 25
... folio edition commonly differs from the first quarto , by augmentations or insertions ; but in this place , it varies by the omission of all between brackets . Kons PRE NOIR ASSESSE VALLAT KESETAN D Cont emangat bergan va pe ve men ...
... folio edition commonly differs from the first quarto , by augmentations or insertions ; but in this place , it varies by the omission of all between brackets . Kons PRE NOIR ASSESSE VALLAT KESETAN D Cont emangat bergan va pe ve men ...
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appears bear Cassio comes copy daughter dead dear death dost doth duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear folio fool give gone HAMLET hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hold Iago keep Kent kill KING LEAR lady leave letter light live look lord madam marry matter means mind MOOR OF VENICE nature never night Nurse OTHELLO pada play poor pray PRINCE OF DENMARK quarto quarto reads Queen reads Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE seems sense Serv Shakspeare soul speak speech stand sweet tell thee thing thou thought true turn wife young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 306 - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for nothing...
Pàgina 208 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Pàgina 456 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Pàgina 331 - In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Pàgina 72 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Pàgina 13 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Pàgina 349 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Pàgina 431 - Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pàgina 133 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Pàgina 169 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...