The Works of Shakespear: The tempest. A midsummer-night's dream. The two gentlemen of Verona. The merry wives of WindsorRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... says Bermoothes is printed by mistake for Bermudas : But Bermoothes is the Name by which the Iflands then went , as we may fee by the Voyagers of that Time . Ari . I do not , Sir . P Pro Ari . 14 TEMPEST . The From the ftill-vext ...
... says Bermoothes is printed by mistake for Bermudas : But Bermoothes is the Name by which the Iflands then went , as we may fee by the Voyagers of that Time . Ari . I do not , Sir . P Pro Ari . 14 TEMPEST . The From the ftill-vext ...
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... say ? This is a ftrange repofe , to be asleep With eyes wide open : standing , fpeaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Noble Sebaftian . Thou let'ft thy fortune fleep : die rather : wink'ft : Whilft thou art waking . Seb ...
... say ? This is a ftrange repofe , to be asleep With eyes wide open : standing , fpeaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Noble Sebaftian . Thou let'ft thy fortune fleep : die rather : wink'ft : Whilft thou art waking . Seb ...
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... Say , this were death That now hath feiz'd them , why , they were no worse Than now they are : there be , that can rule Naples , As well as he that sleeps ; lords that can prate As amply , and unneceffarily , As this Gonzalo ; I myfelf ...
... Say , this were death That now hath feiz'd them , why , they were no worse Than now they are : there be , that can rule Naples , As well as he that sleeps ; lords that can prate As amply , and unneceffarily , As this Gonzalo ; I myfelf ...
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... says , fuch base- Had ne'er like executer ; I forget ; [ nefs But these sweet thoughts do ev'n refresh my labour , Moft bufilefs , when I do it . Enter Enter Miranda ; and Profpero , at a distance unseen The TEM PEST . 41.
... says , fuch base- Had ne'er like executer ; I forget ; [ nefs But these sweet thoughts do ev'n refresh my labour , Moft bufilefs , when I do it . Enter Enter Miranda ; and Profpero , at a distance unseen The TEM PEST . 41.
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... say so . Fer . Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed , the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! full many a lady I've ey'd with beft regard , and many a time Th ' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ...
... say so . Fer . Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed , the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! full many a lady I've ey'd with beft regard , and many a time Th ' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Anne Ariel Becauſe beſt Caius Caliban defire Demetrius doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid Fairies Falstaff Fent fhall fhew fhould fince fing fleep fome foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet gentlemen hath hear heart heav'n Hermia Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft houſe huſband Julia Laun lofe lord Lyfander Madam mafter Brook marry miftrefs Ford Milan Mira miſtreſs moft monfter moſt mufic muft muſt myſelf night Pift pleaſe pray prefent Profpero Protheus Puck Pyramus Queen Quic Quin reaſon reft ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe Silvia Sir John Sir John Falstaff Slen ſome ſpeak Speed ſpirit ſweet Sycorax tell thee Thef thefe there's theſe thou art Thurio Trin Trinculo uſe Valentine whofe wife worſhip yourſelf
Passagens conhecidas
Página 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Página 146 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Página 109 - The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.
Página 134 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact :' One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Página 69 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Página 64 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Página 134 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Página 93 - The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'da beard: The fold stands empty in the drowned field, And crows are fatted with the murrain flock; The nine men's morris* is fill'd up with mud ; And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, For lack of tread, are undistinguishable...
Página 29 - ... the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Página 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.