Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of an Edition of Shakespeareeditor, 1832 - 486 páginas |
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... Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't , that can inform me ? HOR . That can I ; At least , the whisper goes so . Our last king , Whose image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of ...
... Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't , that can inform me ? HOR . That can I ; At least , the whisper goes so . Our last king , Whose image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of ...
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... Doth with his lofty and shrill - sounding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea ( 27 ) or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies ( 28 ) To his confine : and of the truth herein This ...
... Doth with his lofty and shrill - sounding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea ( 27 ) or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies ( 28 ) To his confine : and of the truth herein This ...
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... doth besmirch The virtue of his will : § ( 64 ) but , you must fear , " His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ! for on his ...
... doth besmirch The virtue of his will : § ( 64 ) but , you must fear , " His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ! for on his ...
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... doth wake ( 80 ) to - night , and takes his rouse , ( 81 ) 4to . Keeps wassels and the swaggering up - spring reels ; ⚫ Wassel . And , as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down , The kettle - drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph ...
... doth wake ( 80 ) to - night , and takes his rouse , ( 81 ) 4to . Keeps wassels and the swaggering up - spring reels ; ⚫ Wassel . And , as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down , The kettle - drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph ...
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... Doth all the noble substance often dout , † eale . 4to . + of a doubt . 4tos . To his own scandal . ] ( 83 ) HOR . Enter Ghost . Look , my lord , it comes ! HAM . Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! - Be thou a spirit of health ...
... Doth all the noble substance often dout , † eale . 4to . + of a doubt . 4tos . To his own scandal . ] ( 83 ) HOR . Enter Ghost . Look , my lord , it comes ! HAM . Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! - Be thou a spirit of health ...
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Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of a New Edition of Shakespeare William Shakespeare,Thomas Caldecott Visualização integral - 1820 |
Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of a New Edition of Shakespeare William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1820 |
Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of a New Edition of Shakespeare ... William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1819 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 86 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will. My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Página 65 - I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
Página 24 - Take that ; and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold : All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood ; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility : Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Página 39 - My liege, and madam, — to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time, Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time. Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief...
Página 26 - If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest.
Página 34 - Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors, he comes before me.
Página 23 - Ham. Alas, poor ghost ! Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. Ham. Speak ; I am bound to hear.
Página 34 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Página 73 - But these are all lies: men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Página 8 - Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason...