The Reading of ShakespeareHoughton, Mifflin, 1906 - 210 páginas |
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... master , and I let them have it ; but going down stairs it occurred to me that I ought not to deliver up the key of the fortress to the prisoners , who might use it for their escape ; and so , though I hated to do it , I went back and ...
... master , and I let them have it ; but going down stairs it occurred to me that I ought not to deliver up the key of the fortress to the prisoners , who might use it for their escape ; and so , though I hated to do it , I went back and ...
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... master and teacher in the use of the English language . A word more might be added here ; while Shakespeare's relation to his native tongue was all powerful , his influence on the lan- guages of other races and nations was important ...
... master and teacher in the use of the English language . A word more might be added here ; while Shakespeare's relation to his native tongue was all powerful , his influence on the lan- guages of other races and nations was important ...
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... master and it does not master him . It does not grow archaic like the language of Ben Jonson , or Beaumont , or Sir Philip Sidney , or Edmund Spen- ser , since he employed not the language of book but the language of everyday life ; and ...
... master and it does not master him . It does not grow archaic like the language of Ben Jonson , or Beaumont , or Sir Philip Sidney , or Edmund Spen- ser , since he employed not the language of book but the language of everyday life ; and ...
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... master that doth tarre him on . All things that you should use to do me wrong Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses . ” Hubert " Well , see to ...
... master that doth tarre him on . All things that you should use to do me wrong Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses . ” Hubert " Well , see to ...
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... master , as in the phrase , " I have a thousand spirits in one breast . " The good Bishop Carlisle prophesies the bloody " Wars of the Roses " which would spring up after the death of Richard II . Bolingbroke alludes to his son ...
... master , as in the phrase , " I have a thousand spirits in one breast . " The good Bishop Carlisle prophesies the bloody " Wars of the Roses " which would spring up after the death of Richard II . Bolingbroke alludes to his son ...
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Anne Hathaway Antony Antony's Arden beauty Ben Jonson Brutus Cæsar character Christian Cleopatra comedy Cordelia Coriolanus Cymbeline death deep doth drama dreams England English eyes Falstaff fear fierce flowers Forest genius gentle Gentlemen of Verona Greek Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Hubert human humor Iago Italian Jonson Juliet Julius Cæsar King Lady laid language Lear live look lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth Mary Arden mind moral nature night noble Othello passion plot poet poetic poetry Portia prince Prince of Tyre Proteus pure Queen revenge Richard Richard III Roman Rome Romeo says scene Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's plays sings Sir John Falstaff sleep sometimes soul speak speare speare's speech spirit story Stratford style sweet talk thee Theseus things thou thought Timon Timon of Athens tion tongue touch tragedy true Venice Verona wife words youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 50 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Página 194 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Página 148 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 101 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Página 59 - Go thy ways, old Jack; die when thou wilt, if manhood, good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the earth, then am I a shotten herring. There live not three good men unhanged in England ; and one of them is fat and grows old: God help the while ! a bad world, I say.
Página 95 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ; — it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.
Página 203 - Good my lord , You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands , if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him , half my care and duty : Sure , 1 shall never marry like my sisters , To love my father all.
Página 168 - There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Enter Musicians. Come, ho ! and wake Diana with a hymn : With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear And draw her home with music.
Página 197 - tis time to do't. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Página 171 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread...