Choice thoughts from Shakspere, by the author of 'The book of familiar quotations'. |
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... Cleopatra The Merchant of Venice . A Midsummer - Night's Dream Much Ado About Nothing Taming of the Shrew All's Well that Ends Well 63 71 79 83 86 89 98 106 117 124 132 136 As You Like It Comedy of Errors Love's Labour's Lost.
... Cleopatra The Merchant of Venice . A Midsummer - Night's Dream Much Ado About Nothing Taming of the Shrew All's Well that Ends Well 63 71 79 83 86 89 98 106 117 124 132 136 As You Like It Comedy of Errors Love's Labour's Lost.
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... A Lover's Speech . My spirits , as in a dream , are all bound up . My father's loss , the weakness which I feel , The wreck of all my friends , or this man's threats , To whom I am subdued , are but light to Tempest . 3.
... A Lover's Speech . My spirits , as in a dream , are all bound up . My father's loss , the weakness which I feel , The wreck of all my friends , or this man's threats , To whom I am subdued , are but light to Tempest . 3.
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... dreams are made on , and our little life Is rounded with a sleep . * Rack refers to the clouds when in motion ; suppose that track was the original word used . some critics Drunkards Enchanted by Ariel . I told you , sir 8 Tempest .
... dreams are made on , and our little life Is rounded with a sleep . * Rack refers to the clouds when in motion ; suppose that track was the original word used . some critics Drunkards Enchanted by Ariel . I told you , sir 8 Tempest .
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... dream of passion , Could force his soul thus to his own conceit , That , from her working , all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes , distraction in's aspect , A broken voice , and his whole function suiting With 34 Hamlet .
... dream of passion , Could force his soul thus to his own conceit , That , from her working , all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes , distraction in's aspect , A broken voice , and his whole function suiting With 34 Hamlet .
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... dreams , unpregnant of my cause , And can say nothing ; no , not for a king , Upon whose property , and most dear life , A damn'd defeat * was made . Am I a coward ? Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? Plucks off my beard ...
... dreams , unpregnant of my cause , And can say nothing ; no , not for a king , Upon whose property , and most dear life , A damn'd defeat * was made . Am I a coward ? Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? Plucks off my beard ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Antony art thou banished battle battle of Agincourt bear beauty blood bosom breath brother Brutus Cæsar CASSIUS cheek Cordelia Coriolanus crown Cymbeline Dauphin of France dead dear death deed Desdemona dost doth dream Duke ears earth eyes fair farewell father fear fire fool FRIAR friends gentle GHOST give grave grief HAMLET hand hath head hear heart heaven Herne the hunter honour hour Hubert Iago JULIET KING HENRY kiss lady lips live look lord Mark Antony marriage married mercy murder ne'er never night nine men's morris noble o'er Othello's peace pity play poison poor Prince queen ROMEO shame sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thoughts tongue Tybalt unto virtue weep whilst wife wilt wind word wretched youth Аст Аст І
Passagens conhecidas
Página 115 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Página 148 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side'; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Página 317 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Página 111 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Página 316 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 111 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Página 54 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins in his sacred blood, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Página 237 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king...
Página 9 - 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; by whose aid, — Weak masters though ye be...
Página 148 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...