The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, Parte 49,Volume 3 |
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... COMINIUS , sciuns . MENENIUS AGRIPPA , Friend to Coriolanus . SICINIUS VELUTUS , Į Tribunes of } JUNIUS BRUTUS , the people . YOUNG MARCIUS , Son to Corio- lanus . A ROMAN HERALD . TULLUS AUFIDIUS , General of the Volscians . LIEUTENANT ...
... COMINIUS , sciuns . MENENIUS AGRIPPA , Friend to Coriolanus . SICINIUS VELUTUS , Į Tribunes of } JUNIUS BRUTUS , the people . YOUNG MARCIUS , Son to Corio- lanus . A ROMAN HERALD . TULLUS AUFIDIUS , General of the Volscians . LIEUTENANT ...
Página 491
... Our musty superfluity : -See , our best elders . * Pity , compassion . I. e . of the patricians . + Heap of dead . Factious triumph . + Pitch . ¶ Topic . Enter COMINIUS , TITUS LARTIUS , and other SENATORS ; SCENE I. } 491 CORIOLANUS .
... Our musty superfluity : -See , our best elders . * Pity , compassion . I. e . of the patricians . + Heap of dead . Factious triumph . + Pitch . ¶ Topic . Enter COMINIUS , TITUS LARTIUS , and other SENATORS ; SCENE I. } 491 CORIOLANUS .
Página 492
... Cominius to these wars . Com . It is your former promise . Mar. Sir , it is ; And I am constant . - Titus Lartius , thou Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus ' face : What , art thou stiff ? stand'st out ? Tit . No , Caius Marcius ...
... Cominius to these wars . Com . It is your former promise . Mar. Sir , it is ; And I am constant . - Titus Lartius , thou Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus ' face : What , art thou stiff ? stand'st out ? Tit . No , Caius Marcius ...
Página 493
... Cominius . Bru . Come : Half all Cominius ' honours are to Marcius , Though Marcius earn'd them not ; and all his faults To Marcius shall be honours , though , indeed , In aught he merit not . Sic . Let's hence , and hear How the ...
... Cominius . Bru . Come : Half all Cominius ' honours are to Marcius , Though Marcius earn'd them not ; and all his faults To Marcius shall be honours , though , indeed , In aught he merit not . Sic . Let's hence , and hear How the ...
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... Cominius the general is gone , with one part of our Roman power ; your lord , and Titus Lartius , are set down before their city Corioli ; they nothing doubt prevailing , and to make it brief * wars . This is true , on mine honour ; and ...
... Cominius the general is gone , with one part of our Roman power ; your lord , and Titus Lartius , are set down before their city Corioli ; they nothing doubt prevailing , and to make it brief * wars . This is true , on mine honour ; and ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alarum arms Aufidius bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Clar Clarence Clif Clifford COMINIUS Coriolanus Cres crown death Diomed doth Duch duke duke of York earl Edward Eliz England Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fight France French friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector honour house of Lancaster Jack Cade Kath KING HENRY lady live look lord LORD CHAMBERLAIN Madam majesty Marcius Murd ne'er never noble PANDARUS Patroclus peace Pist pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Rome Saint Albans SCENE shalt shame soldiers Somerset soul speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee Ther thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor Troilus Ulyss uncle unto Warwick words York
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Página 24 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Página 391 - 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.
Página 265 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Página 413 - With all the virtues that attend the good, Shall still be doubled on her; truth shall nurse her; Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her; She shall be loved and fear'd; her own shall bless her; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow; good grows with her. In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the...
Página 391 - Wol. Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 47 - To do our country loss; and if to, live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold ; Nor care I, who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not, * if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires: But, if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Página 391 - 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 8 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Página 454 - As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : to have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way ; For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast : keep then the path ; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue : if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
Página 24 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding ; which I doubt not ; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.