Tales from Shakespear: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 1M.J. Godwin, at the Juvenile Library, ... and to be had of all booksellers., 1810 - 261 páginas |
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... love that my people bore me . Antonio carried us on board a ship , and when we were some leagues out at sea , he forced us into a small boat , without either tackle , sail , or mast : there he left us as he thought to perish . But a ...
... love that my people bore me . Antonio carried us on board a ship , and when we were some leagues out at sea , he forced us into a small boat , without either tackle , sail , or mast : there he left us as he thought to perish . But a ...
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... love , " said Prospero , a little cherub that did preserve me . Your innocent smiles made me to bear up against my misfortunes . Qur food lasted till we landed on this desert island , since when my chief delight has been in teaching you ...
... love , " said Prospero , a little cherub that did preserve me . Your innocent smiles made me to bear up against my misfortunes . Qur food lasted till we landed on this desert island , since when my chief delight has been in teaching you ...
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... love at first sight but to try Ferdinand's constancy , he re- solved to throw some difficulties in their way : therefore advancing forward , he addressed the prince with a stern air , telling him , he came to the island as a spy , to ...
... love at first sight but to try Ferdinand's constancy , he re- solved to throw some difficulties in their way : therefore advancing forward , he addressed the prince with a stern air , telling him , he came to the island as a spy , to ...
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... lover almost dying with fatigue . " Alas , " said she , " do not work so hard ; my father is at his studies , he is ... love , was not at his books as his daughter supposed , but was standing by them invisible , to overhear what they ...
... lover almost dying with fatigue . " Alas , " said she , " do not work so hard ; my father is at his studies , he is ... love , was not at his books as his daughter supposed , but was standing by them invisible , to overhear what they ...
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... love so suddenly , he was not angry that she shewed her love by forgetting to obey his commands . And he listened well pleased to a long speech of Fer- dinand's , in which he professed to love her above all the ladies he ever saw . In ...
... love so suddenly , he was not angry that she shewed her love by forgetting to obey his commands . And he listened well pleased to a long speech of Fer- dinand's , in which he professed to love her above all the ladies he ever saw . In ...
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Tales from Shakespear: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 1 Charles Lamb Visualização integral - 1809 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Aliena answered Anthonio Ariel banished Banquo Bassanio Beatrice began Bellarius Benedick brother Caius Caliban called Camillo cave Celia child Claudio Cordelia court Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Demetrius distress duke duke of Albany earl eyes fair fairy faithful father fear Ferdinand forest forest of Arden Ganimed gave gentle give Gonerill Gratiano hear heard heart Helena Hermia Hermione Hero honour husband Iachimo Imogen Julia king king's knew lady Lear Leonato Leontes lived look lord lover Lysander Macbeth Macduff maid marry master Milan Miranda Nerissa never night noble Oberon Orlando palace Paulina Perdita Pisanio pity Polidore Polixenes Portia Posthumus prince Prospero Protheus Puck queen Regan replied ring Rosalind saying shepherd shewed Shylock Silvia sisters sleep speak speeches spirit strange sweet Sycorax talk tell thing thought Thurio Titania told Valentine wicked wife wished wonder wood words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 233 - With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born.
Página 9 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Página 20 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 142 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Página 223 - Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep,' the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave* of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast,— Lady M, What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried' Sleep no more !' to all the house ' Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Página 49 - Hermione is chaste, Polixenes blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jealous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten ; and the king shall live •without an heir, if that, which is lost, be not found.
Página 101 - I thought that all things had been savage here, and therefore I put on the countenance of stern command ; but whatever men you are, that in this desert, under the shade of melancholy boughs, lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; if ever you have looked on better days ; if ever you have...
Página 160 - That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Página 99 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame And unregarded age in corners thrown : 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.
Página 155 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood, — The words expressly are, a pound of flesh...