The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Volume 6Mrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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... lord on board . [ Exit PISANIO . Cym . O , disloyal thing , That should'st repair my youth ! thou heapest many A year's age on me . Imog . I beseech you , sir , Harm not yourself with your vexation ! I Am senseless of your wrath ; a ...
... lord on board . [ Exit PISANIO . Cym . O , disloyal thing , That should'st repair my youth ! thou heapest many A year's age on me . Imog . I beseech you , sir , Harm not yourself with your vexation ! I Am senseless of your wrath ; a ...
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... lord I prove untrue , I'll choke myself : there's all I'll do for you . By this he is at Rome , and good Philario , With open arms , and grateful heart , receives His friend's reflected image in his son , Old Leonatus in young Posthumus ...
... lord I prove untrue , I'll choke myself : there's all I'll do for you . By this he is at Rome , and good Philario , With open arms , and grateful heart , receives His friend's reflected image in his son , Old Leonatus in young Posthumus ...
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... lord with letters . Iach . Change you , madam ? The worthy Leonatus is in safety , And greets your highness dearly . [ Kneels , and presents a Letter . Imog . Thanks , good sir ; You are kindly welcome . Iach . All of her , that is out ...
... lord with letters . Iach . Change you , madam ? The worthy Leonatus is in safety , And greets your highness dearly . [ Kneels , and presents a Letter . Imog . Thanks , good sir ; You are kindly welcome . Iach . All of her , that is out ...
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... lord ? His health , ' be- seech you ? Iach . Well , madam . Imog . Is he disposed to mirth ? I hope he is . Iach . Exceeding pleasant ; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome : he is call'd The Briton reveller . Imog . When he ...
... lord ? His health , ' be- seech you ? Iach . Well , madam . Imog . Is he disposed to mirth ? I hope he is . Iach . Exceeding pleasant ; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome : he is call'd The Briton reveller . Imog . When he ...
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... lord , I fear , Has forgot Britain . Iach . And himself . Not I , Inclined to this intelligence , pronounce The beggary of his change ; but ' tis your graces That , from my mutest conscience , to my tongue , Charms this report out ...
... lord , I fear , Has forgot Britain . Iach . And himself . Not I , Inclined to this intelligence , pronounce The beggary of his change ; but ' tis your graces That , from my mutest conscience , to my tongue , Charms this report out ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ARVIRAGUS Aufidius bear beseech better blood Brutus Cæs Cæsar Caius call'd cardinal Casca Cassius Cham Cloten COMINIUS Cord Cordelia Coriolanus Crom Cromwell CYMBELINE daughter death Decius dost doth Drums duke Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Flourish of Trumpets give Glost GLOSTER gods grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart Heaven honour Iach IACHIMO Imog IMOGEN Julius Cæsar Kent KING LEAR lady leave LICTORS live LOCRINE look lord LUCIUS madam Marcius Mark Antony master MENENIUS METELLUS night noble pardon peace PINDARUS Pisanio poor Post Posthumus pr'ythee pray queen Regan revenge Roman Rome SCENE SOLDIERS speak stand sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast TITINIUS traitor Trebonius Trumpets twas villain voice Volscians weep WOLSEY word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 43 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Página 38 - 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"?
Página 29 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 3 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 72 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Página 26 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Página 28 - 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.
Página 28 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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 32 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Página 28 - 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 honours 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.