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Página 168
Lear . How old art thou ? Kent . Not so young , sir , to love a woman for singing ;
nor so old , to dote on her for any thing : I have years on my back forty - eight .
Lear . Follow me ; thou shalt serve me : if I like theo no worse after dinner , I will
not ...
Lear . How old art thou ? Kent . Not so young , sir , to love a woman for singing ;
nor so old , to dote on her for any thing : I have years on my back forty - eight .
Lear . Follow me ; thou shalt serve me : if I like theo no worse after dinner , I will
not ...
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-Why this is not Lear : does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ?
Either his notion weakens , or his discernings are lethargied . - Sleeping or
waking ? -Ha ! sure ' tis not so . " -Who is it that can tell me who I am ? -Lear's
shadow ?
-Why this is not Lear : does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ?
Either his notion weakens , or his discernings are lethargied . - Sleeping or
waking ? -Ha ! sure ' tis not so . " -Who is it that can tell me who I am ? -Lear's
shadow ?
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Lear . Ay , boy . Fool . Then , I prythee , be merry ; thy wit shall not go slip - shod .
Lear . Ha , ha , ha ! Fool . Shalt see , thy other daughter will use thee kindly : 8 for
though she's as like this as a crab is like an apple , yet I can tell what I can tell .
Lear . Ay , boy . Fool . Then , I prythee , be merry ; thy wit shall not go slip - shod .
Lear . Ha , ha , ha ! Fool . Shalt see , thy other daughter will use thee kindly : 8 for
though she's as like this as a crab is like an apple , yet I can tell what I can tell .
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Lear . What's he , that hath so much thy place mistook To set thee here ? Kent . It
is both he and she , Your son and daughter . Lear . No. Kent . Yes . Lear . No , I
say . Kent . I say , yea . Lear . ? No , no ; they would not . Kent . Yes , they have .
Lear . What's he , that hath so much thy place mistook To set thee here ? Kent . It
is both he and she , Your son and daughter . Lear . No. Kent . Yes . Lear . No , I
say . Kent . I say , yea . Lear . ? No , no ; they would not . Kent . Yes , they have .
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light Lear . This is a dull sight ? Are you not Kent ? Kent . The same ; Your servant
Kent : Where is your servant Caius ? Lear . He's a good fellow , I can tell you that ;
He'll strike , and quickly too : -He's dead and rotten . Kent . No , my good lord ...
light Lear . This is a dull sight ? Are you not Kent ? Kent . The same ; Your servant
Kent : Where is your servant Caius ? Lear . He's a good fellow , I can tell you that ;
He'll strike , and quickly too : -He's dead and rotten . Kent . No , my good lord ...
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 7 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Página 14 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 15 - Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd!
Página 76 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears : I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones : So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man ; So are they all, all honourable men,) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Página 330 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Página 79 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Página 161 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Página 93 - All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Página 76 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
Página 93 - Bru. You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well : For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, Brutus ; I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 14 The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Isaac Reed |
| Editora | C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
| Original de | Universidade de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 3 Out 2007 |
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