The Red Dragon: The National Magazine of Wales, Volume 5;Volume 6,Parte 1Charles Wilkins Daniel Owen, Howell and Company, 1884 |
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The Red Dragon: The National Magazine of Wales, Volume 4 Giuseppe Mattei,Charles Wilkins (of Merthyr-Tydfil) Visualização integral - 1883 |
The Red Dragon: The National Magazine of Wales, Volume 4 Giuseppe Mattei,Charles Wilkins (of Merthyr-Tydfil) Visualização integral - 1883 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 157 - But to my mind, — though I am native here, And to the manner born, — it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
Página 158 - My tables, — meet it is, I set it down, That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; At least, I am sure, it may be so in Denmark : [ Writing. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word ; It is, Adieu, adieu ! remember me.
Página 162 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 154 - But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill...
Página 116 - Foley," turning to the captain, "I have only one eye, — I have a right to be blind sometimes...
Página 259 - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Página 262 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end both at the first, and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Página 161 - tis too true; How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it Than is my deed to my most painted word: O heavy burden!
Página 546 - A state of things so ordered would be in perfect harmony with the moral law. Under it all men would be equally landlords ; all men would be alike free to become tenants.
Página 160 - Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?