The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... tell you , fair beholders , that our play Leaps o'er the vaunt and firstlings of those broils , ' Ginning in the middle ; starting thence away To what may be digested in a play . Like , or find fault ; do as your pleasures are ; Now ...
... tell you , fair beholders , that our play Leaps o'er the vaunt and firstlings of those broils , ' Ginning in the middle ; starting thence away To what may be digested in a play . Like , or find fault ; do as your pleasures are ; Now ...
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... tell thee .-- When my heart , As wedged with a sigh , would rive in twain ; Lest Hector or my father should perceive me , I have ( as when the sun doth light a storm ) 4 And skill - less & c . ] Mr. Dryden , in his alteration of this ...
... tell thee .-- When my heart , As wedged with a sigh , would rive in twain ; Lest Hector or my father should perceive me , I have ( as when the sun doth light a storm ) 4 And skill - less & c . ] Mr. Dryden , in his alteration of this ...
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... tell thee , Pandarus , — When I do tell thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of ...
... tell thee , Pandarus , — When I do tell thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of ...
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... tell'st me , As true thou tell'st me , when I say I love her ; But , saying , thus , instead of oil and balm , Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath given me The knife that made it . Handlest in thy discourse ; -O that her hand ! In ...
... tell'st me , As true thou tell'st me , when I say I love her ; But , saying , thus , instead of oil and balm , Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath given me The knife that made it . Handlest in thy discourse ; -O that her hand ! In ...
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... , 5th edit . 4to . 1617 This prudent bishop followed the advice of the Oracle , and immediately joined the Greeks . Malone . so I'll tell her , the next time I see C 2 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA . 17 Pan. I speak no more than truth. ...
... , 5th edit . 4to . 1617 This prudent bishop followed the advice of the Oracle , and immediately joined the Greeks . Malone . so I'll tell her , the next time I see C 2 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA . 17 Pan. I speak no more than truth. ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Ben Jonson blood breath brest Calchas called Capulet Cres Cressida dead dear death Diomed dost doth edition Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio fool frend Friar fryer give Grecian greefe Greeks hand hart hath heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour Johnson Juliet King Henry kiss lady lord lovers lyfe Malone Mason means Menelaus Mercutio Montague mynde Nestor night nurce Nurse old copies Pandarus Paris passage Patr Patroclus play poet Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece reading Romeo Romeus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorow speak speech Steevens stryfe sweet sword tears tell thee Ther Thersites theyr thing thou art thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy true Tybalt Ulyss unto Warburton word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 42 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 238 - Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love: On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies...
Página 255 - 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...
Página 318 - 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.
Página 261 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Página 207 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Página 119 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Página 261 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Página 118 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Página 240 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind...