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... turns upon the old spelling , in which case it is retained in the text , the modern spelling is throughout adopted and the punctuation is altogether taken into the editor's hands . Wherever also such alter- ations as appear material are ...
... turns upon the old spelling , in which case it is retained in the text , the modern spelling is throughout adopted and the punctuation is altogether taken into the editor's hands . Wherever also such alter- ations as appear material are ...
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... turn'd , He seem'd to find his way without his eyes ; For out o'doors he went without their help , And , to the last , bended their light on me . POL . Got with me ; I will go seek the king . This is the very ecstasy of love ; Whose ...
... turn'd , He seem'd to find his way without his eyes ; For out o'doors he went without their help , And , to the last , bended their light on me . POL . Got with me ; I will go seek the king . This is the very ecstasy of love ; Whose ...
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... turn of the phrase . exclaim against their own succession ] i . e . by another sort of outery traduce that profession , to which they must look , as an inheritance or future provision . 1623 . not very . 4tos . sides ; and the nation SC ...
... turn of the phrase . exclaim against their own succession ] i . e . by another sort of outery traduce that profession , to which they must look , as an inheritance or future provision . 1623 . not very . 4tos . sides ; and the nation SC ...
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... turn away , * And lose the name of action . " - Soft you , now ! The fair Ophelia : -Nymph , in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd . ( 10 ) Good my lord , OPH . How does your honour for this many a day ? ( 11 ) HAM . I humbly thank ...
... turn away , * And lose the name of action . " - Soft you , now ! The fair Ophelia : -Nymph , in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd . ( 10 ) Good my lord , OPH . How does your honour for this many a day ? ( 11 ) HAM . I humbly thank ...
Página 86
... turn my trust and hope ! An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope ! ] ( 53 ) a whether love ] Instead of the anapæst , and that the proper word , it was the use of our author and the age , frequently to write in the ordinary spondaic ...
... turn my trust and hope ! An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope ! ] ( 53 ) a whether love ] Instead of the anapæst , and that the proper word , it was the use of our author and the age , frequently to write in the ordinary spondaic ...
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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
4tos ado &c blood brother called Celia character conceived Cymb dead dear death Denmark Dict doth DUKE Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father folio fool Fortinbras Ghost give grace groundlings GUIL Guildenstern Haml Hamlet hast hath heart heaven Heywood's honour Horatio i'the instances is't Johnson king lady LAER Laertes Lear live look lord M. N. Dr Macb madness Malone marry matter means mind Minshieu modern editors mother nature never observed Ophelia Orlando Osric Othel passage passion Pericl Phebe phrase play players Polon POLONIUS pray quartos quartos read QUEEN racter Rape of Lucrece revenge Ritson Rosalind ROSENCRANTZ ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN says SCENE sense Shakespeare soul speak spirit Steevens cites sweet sword tell thee thing thou art thought TOUCH verb Vulgaria word youth Нам
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...