The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 1Bickers, 1874 |
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... Hast thou , spirit , Pro . Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee ? Ari . To every article . I boarded the king's ship ; now on the beak , Now in the waist , the deck , in every cabin , I flam'd amazement : sometime I'd divide ...
... Hast thou , spirit , Pro . Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee ? Ari . To every article . I boarded the king's ship ; now on the beak , Now in the waist , the deck , in every cabin , I flam'd amazement : sometime I'd divide ...
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... Hast thou for- I do not , Sir . [ got The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , Sir . Pro . Thou hast . Where was she born ? speak ; tell me . Art . Sir , in Argier ...
... Hast thou for- I do not , Sir . [ got The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , Sir . Pro . Thou hast . Where was she born ? speak ; tell me . Art . Sir , in Argier ...
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... hast put thyself Upon this island as a spy , From me , the lord on't . Fer . to win it No , as I am a man . Mira . There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple : If the ill spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to ...
... hast put thyself Upon this island as a spy , From me , the lord on't . Fer . to win it No , as I am a man . Mira . There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple : If the ill spirit have so fair a house , Good things will strive to ...
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... hast any more of this ? Ste . The whole butt , man : my cellar is in a rock by the sea - side , where my wine is hid . How now , moon - calf ! how does thine ague ? Cal . Hast thou not dropped from heaven ? Ste . Out o ' the moon , I do ...
... hast any more of this ? Ste . The whole butt , man : my cellar is in a rock by the sea - side , where my wine is hid . How now , moon - calf ! how does thine ague ? Cal . Hast thou not dropped from heaven ? Ste . Out o ' the moon , I do ...
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... hast said well ; for some of you there prescnt Are worse than devils . Alon . I cannot too much muse , Such shapes ... hast thou Perform'd , my Ariel ; a grace it had , devouring . Of my instruction hast thou nothing ' bated , In what ...
... hast said well ; for some of you there prescnt Are worse than devils . Alon . I cannot too much muse , Such shapes ... hast thou Perform'd , my Ariel ; a grace it had , devouring . Of my instruction hast thou nothing ' bated , In what ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Edited from the Folio ..., Volume 1 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1868 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
All's art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio Corio cousin Cymb daughter death doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab John Shakespeare Kath king knave lady Lear Leon Leonato look lord Love's L. L. Lucio Macb Madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Pedro Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus Re-enter Rich SCENE Shakespeare Shal signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir John Falstaff soul speak Stratford-upon-Avon swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue true unto wife William Shakespeare woman word
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Página 353 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As. in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious: Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard, no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head : Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face...
Página 324 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Página 9 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man : when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...
Página 147 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 72 - In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Página 179 - You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am: though for myself alone I would not be ambitious in my wish To wish myself much better, yet for you I would be trebled twenty times myself, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich; That only to stand high in your account, I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends, Exceed account.
Página viii - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson; which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning; solid, but slow, in his performances. Shakespeare, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.