The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volume 1H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... a fun , or fhower , ) Hangs , there , the penfive head . II . Each tree , whofe thick and fpreading growth hath made Rather , a night beneath the boughs , than fhade , A : 5 ( Unwilling [ x ] ( Unwilling now to grow , ) [x] ...
... a fun , or fhower , ) Hangs , there , the penfive head . II . Each tree , whofe thick and fpreading growth hath made Rather , a night beneath the boughs , than fhade , A : 5 ( Unwilling [ x ] ( Unwilling now to grow , ) [x] ...
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... night , And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no fuch man be trufted . Shakespeare was all opennefs , candour , and com- placence ; and had fuch a fhare of harmony in his frame and temperature , that we have no reason to doubt from a ...
... night , And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no fuch man be trufted . Shakespeare was all opennefs , candour , and com- placence ; and had fuch a fhare of harmony in his frame and temperature , that we have no reason to doubt from a ...
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... Night , particularly , begins with a fine re- flection that admirably marks its foothing properties . That strain again ; -It had a dying fall . Oh , it came o'er my ear like the fweet South , That 2 3 310911 19 That breathes upon a ...
... Night , particularly , begins with a fine re- flection that admirably marks its foothing properties . That strain again ; -It had a dying fall . Oh , it came o'er my ear like the fweet South , That 2 3 310911 19 That breathes upon a ...
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... night Fated to th ' purpose , did Anthonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i ' th ' dead of darkness , The minitters for th ' purpofe hurry'd thence Me , and thy crying felf , Mira . Alack , for pity ! ( 7 ) I should fin , To think not ...
... night Fated to th ' purpose , did Anthonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i ' th ' dead of darkness , The minitters for th ' purpofe hurry'd thence Me , and thy crying felf , Mira . Alack , for pity ! ( 7 ) I should fin , To think not ...
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... night thou shalt have cramps , Side - stitches that fhall pen thy breath up ; urchins Shall , for that vaft of night that they may work , All exercise on thee : thou fhall be pinch'd As thick as honey - combs , each pinch more ftinging ...
... night thou shalt have cramps , Side - stitches that fhall pen thy breath up ; urchins Shall , for that vaft of night that they may work , All exercise on thee : thou fhall be pinch'd As thick as honey - combs , each pinch more ftinging ...
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Angelo becauſe brother Caius Caliban Claudio Clown defire Demetrius doft doth Duke Efcal elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid Fairies fame father fatire feems fenfe fent feven fhall fhew fhould fince firft fleep fome Ford foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet gentleman give hath hear heart heav'n Hermia Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft honour houfe houſe Ifab iffue Laun lofe Lord Lucio Lyfander Madam mafter marry miftrefs Mira miſtreſs moft muft muſt myfelf Naples paffage pleaſe Poet Pompey pray prefent Profpero Protheus Prov Puck Pyramus Quic reafon Shakespeare Shal ſhall Silvia Sir John Falstaff Slen ſpeak Speed Sycorax tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thou art Thurio Trin uſe Valentine whofe wife woman word worfe
Passagens conhecidas
Página 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
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 42 - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
Página 63 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Página 95 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 96 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 150 - 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 35 - 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.
Página 64 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.