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... friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , all the world to nothing ! Ha ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward , her lord , whom I , some three months since ...
... friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , all the world to nothing ! Ha ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward , her lord , whom I , some three months since ...
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... friends ' ; God grant we never may have need of you ! Glo . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you . Our brother is imprisoned by your means , Myself disgraced , and the nobility Held in contempt ; while great promotions Are ...
... friends ' ; God grant we never may have need of you ! Glo . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you . Our brother is imprisoned by your means , Myself disgraced , and the nobility Held in contempt ; while great promotions Are ...
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... friends . To royalize his blood , I spilt mine own . Q. Mar. Ay , and much better blood than his , or thine . Glo . In all which time , you , and husband Grey , your Were factious for the house of Lancaster ; - And , Rivers , so were ...
... friends . To royalize his blood , I spilt mine own . Q. Mar. Ay , and much better blood than his , or thine . Glo . In all which time , you , and husband Grey , your Were factious for the house of Lancaster ; - And , Rivers , so were ...
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... friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends ! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine , Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils ! Thou ...
... friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends ! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine , Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils ! Thou ...
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... friends , have I offended you ? 1 Murd . Offended us you have not , but the king . Clar . I shall be reconciled to him again . 2 Murd . Never , my lord ; therefore prepare to die . Clar . Are you called forth from out a world of men ...
... friends , have I offended you ? 1 Murd . Offended us you have not , but the king . Clar . I shall be reconciled to him again . 2 Murd . Never , my lord ; therefore prepare to die . Clar . Are you called forth from out a world of men ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcib Alcibiades Anne Antium Apem Apemantus Aufidius bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Cominius Coriolanus Cres Cressida curse death Diomed dost doth Duch duke Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear Flav follow fool friends Gent give Gloster gods grace hate hath hear heart Heaven Hect Hector Holinshed honor Kath lady live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam Marcius means Menelaus Menenius mother Murd never noble Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace play Plutarch Poet pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Sir Thomas Lovell soul speak sweet sword tell thee Ther there's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast Timon tongue Troilus Trojan Troy Ulyss unto Volces word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 8 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 199 - Farewell) a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 199 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Página 325 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Página 122 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Página 306 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or...
Página 34 - With that, methought a legion of foul fiends Environed me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Página 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Página 202 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Página 32 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.