The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Volume 10F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... thou art not quickly moved to strike . Sam . A dog of the house of Montague moves me . Gre . To move , is - to stir ; and to be valiant , is -to stand to it : therefore , if thou art moved , thou run'st away . Sam . A dog of that house ...
... thou art not quickly moved to strike . Sam . A dog of the house of Montague moves me . Gre . To move , is - to stir ; and to be valiant , is -to stand to it : therefore , if thou art moved , thou run'st away . Sam . A dog of that house ...
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... thou art not fish ; if thou hadst , thou hadst been Poor John . Draw thy tool ; here comes two of the house of the Montagues.3 Enter ABRAM and BALTHASAR . Sam . My naked weapon is out ; quarrel , I will back thee . Gre . How ? turn thy ...
... thou art not fish ; if thou hadst , thou hadst been Poor John . Draw thy tool ; here comes two of the house of the Montagues.3 Enter ABRAM and BALTHASAR . Sam . My naked weapon is out ; quarrel , I will back thee . Gre . How ? turn thy ...
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... thy swashing blow . [ They fight . Ben . Part , fools ; put up your swords ; you know not what you do . Beats down their Swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among these heart- less hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio , look upon ...
... thy swashing blow . [ They fight . Ben . Part , fools ; put up your swords ; you know not what you do . Beats down their Swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among these heart- less hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio , look upon ...
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... thou some new infection to thy eye , And the rank poison of the old will die . Rom . Your plantain leaf is excellent for that . Ben . For what , I pray thee ? Rom . For your broken shin Ben . Why , Romeo , art thou mad ? Rom . Not mad ...
... thou some new infection to thy eye , And the rank poison of the old will die . Rom . Your plantain leaf is excellent for that . Ben . For what , I pray thee ? Rom . For your broken shin Ben . Why , Romeo , art thou mad ? Rom . Not mad ...
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... thou art dun , we'll draw thee from the mire Of this ( save reverence ) love , wherein thou stick'st Up to the ears . - Come , we burn day - light , ho . Rom . Nay , that's not so . Mer . I mean , sir , in delay We waste our lights in ...
... thou art dun , we'll draw thee from the mire Of this ( save reverence ) love , wherein thou stick'st Up to the ears . - Come , we burn day - light , ho . Rom . Nay , that's not so . Mer . I mean , sir , in delay We waste our lights in ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ancient art thou Benvolio blood Brabantio Capulet Cassio Cyprus daughter dead dear death Denmark Desdemona devil dost thou doth Emil EMILIA Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Farewell father fear Fortinbras friar Friar LAURENCE gentleman give grief Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Horatio i'the Iago is't JOHNSON Juliet kill'd King kiss lady Lady CAPULET Laer Laertes lago look lord madam Mantua married means Mercutio Michael Cassio Montague Moor murder never night noble Nurse o'er Ophelia Othello play POLONIUS pray Prince Queen Roderigo Romeo ROSENCRANTZ SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies soul speak STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to-night Tybalt Venice villain weep wife wilt word
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Página 355 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Página 235 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Página 148 - Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man ; And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that.('3) Neither a borrower nor a lender be : For loan oft loses both itself and friend ; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all,...
Página 190 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Página 41 - Jul. But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Página 310 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Página 159 - Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And. thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
Página 134 - It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : % And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Página 190 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Página 221 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a ..., Volume 10 The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | George Steevens |
| Ilustrado por | Henry Fuseli |
| Editora | F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 28 Dez 2006 |
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