Macbeth. King John. King Richard II.-v. 2. King Henry IV. King Henry V.-v. 3. King Henry VI.-v. 4. King Richard III. King Henry VIII. A Midsummer-night's dream. Titus Andronicus.-v. 5. Comedy of errors. Taming of the shrew. Love's labour's lost.-v. 6. Two gentlemen of Verona. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet, prince of Denmark.-v. 7. Merchant of Venice. All's well that ends well. Much ado about nothing.-v. 8. As you like it. Merry wives of Windsor. Troilus and Cressida.-v. 9. Measure for measure. Winter's tale. King Lear.-v. 10. Cymbeline. Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra.-v. 11. Pericles, prince of Tyre. Timon of Athens. Coriolanus.-v. 12. Othello. The tempest. Twelfth nightLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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William Shakespeare. CONTENTS OF VOLUME FIRST . PAGE . Macbeth , King John , ... 1 95 King Richard II ...... 195 ADVERTISEMENT . SHAKSPEARE , whose power over the human heart.
William Shakespeare. CONTENTS OF VOLUME FIRST . PAGE . Macbeth , King John , ... 1 95 King Richard II ...... 195 ADVERTISEMENT . SHAKSPEARE , whose power over the human heart.
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... king , J Stands not within the prospect of belief , * hip No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ? or why L * Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetick greeting ? -Speak , I ...
... king , J Stands not within the prospect of belief , * hip No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ? or why L * Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetick greeting ? -Speak , I ...
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... kings . Ban . You shall be king . Mach . And thane of Cawdor too ; went it not so ? Ban . To the self - same tune , and words . Who's here ? : ! Enter Rosse and ANGUS . Rosse . The king hath happily receiv'd , Macbeth , The news of thy ...
... kings . Ban . You shall be king . Mach . And thane of Cawdor too ; went it not so ? Ban . To the self - same tune , and words . Who's here ? : ! Enter Rosse and ANGUS . Rosse . The king hath happily receiv'd , Macbeth , The news of thy ...
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... kings , When those , that gave the thane of Cawdor to me , Promis'd no less to them ? Ban . That , trusted home ,. Might yet enkindle you into the crown , Besides the thane of Cawdor . But ' tis strange : And oftentimes , to win us to ...
... kings , When those , that gave the thane of Cawdor to me , Promis'd no less to them ? Ban . That , trusted home ,. Might yet enkindle you into the crown , Besides the thane of Cawdor . But ' tis strange : And oftentimes , to win us to ...
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... King , Cawdor , Glamis , all , As the weird women promis'd ; and , I fear , Thou play'dst most foully for't : yet it was said , It should not stand in thy posterity ; But that myself should be the root , and father Of many kings . If ...
... King , Cawdor , Glamis , all , As the weird women promis'd ; and , I fear , Thou play'dst most foully for't : yet it was said , It should not stand in thy posterity ; But that myself should be the root , and father Of many kings . If ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Angiers arms art thou Arth Arthur Attendants Aumerle Bagot banish'd Banquo Bast Bastard Bishop of CARLISLE Blanch blood Boling Bolingbroke bosom breath Bushy Castle Const cousin crown Dauphin dead death deed Doct doth Duch duke duke of Hereford earth England Enter King Enter MACBETH Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France friends Gaunt gentle give grace grief hand hath head hear heart heaven Hereford hither honour Hubert JAMES GURNEY JOHN of GAUNT King JOHN King RICHARD Lady land liege live look lord Macb Macd Macduff madam majesty never night noble Northumberland Pand PANDULPH pardon peace Percy prince Queen Rich Rosse royal SCENE shame sleep sorrow soul speak stand sweet sword tears thane thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt tongue traitor uncle Witch words York
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Página 92 - Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more belieVd, That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope l*"0 — I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o...
Página 23 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 46 - Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further!
Página 211 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 30 - How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Página 87 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
Página 186 - This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself.
Página 26 - 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?
Página 246 - All murder'd; — for within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp ; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks...
Página 22 - Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.