The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Volume 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... , fare you well : To the hopeful execution do I leave you Of your commissions . Ang . Yet , give leave , my lord , That we may bring you something on the way . Duke . My haste may not admit it : I'll 6 [ ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... , fare you well : To the hopeful execution do I leave you Of your commissions . Ang . Yet , give leave , my lord , That we may bring you something on the way . Duke . My haste may not admit it : I'll 6 [ ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... bring you back in happi- ness ! Duke . I thank you : ― - Fare well . you [ Exit DUKE . Esca . I shall desire you , sir , to give me leave To have free speech with you ; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my place : A power I ...
... bring you back in happi- ness ! Duke . I thank you : ― - Fare well . you [ Exit DUKE . Esca . I shall desire you , sir , to give me leave To have free speech with you ; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my place : A power I ...
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... that calls ? [ Opens the door . Enter LUCIO . Lucio . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you are no less ! Can you so stead me , As bring me to the sight of Isabella , A SCENE IV . ] 13 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... that calls ? [ Opens the door . Enter LUCIO . Lucio . Hail , virgin , if you be ; as those cheek - roses Proclaim you are no less ! Can you so stead me , As bring me to the sight of Isabella , A SCENE IV . ] 13 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... bring me to the sight of Isabella , A novice of this place , and the fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Isa . Why , her unhappy brother ? let me ask ; The rather , for I now must make you know I am that Isabella , and his ...
... bring me to the sight of Isabella , A novice of this place , and the fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Isa . Why , her unhappy brother ? let me ask ; The rather , for I now must make you know I am that Isabella , and his ...
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... Bring him his confessor , let him be prepared : For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage . Esca . Well , Heaven forgive him ! and forgive us [ Exit ESCALUS . all ! Prov . Is it your will , Claudio shall die to - mor- row ? Ang . Did not ...
... Bring him his confessor , let him be prepared : For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage . Esca . Well , Heaven forgive him ! and forgive us [ Exit ESCALUS . all ! Prov . Is it your will , Claudio shall die to - mor- row ? Ang . Did not ...
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The Family Shakspeare: In which Nothing is Added to the Original ..., Volume 2 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1853 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
ABHORSON Apparitors Athens Barnardine Beat Beatrice Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin daughter dear death Demetrius Dogb Don John Don PEDRO doth Duke Enter Esca ESCALUS Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear fool Friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour ISABELLA Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion Longaville look lord Angelo lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid marry master Master constable moon Moth musick Nath never night oath OBERON pardon Peter Quince PHILOSTRATE play Pompey praise pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Rosaline SCENE signior Benedick sleep soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thing Thisby thou art thou hast Tipstaves Tita Titania to-morrow tongue troth true Verg villain What's word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 19 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 174 - That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 20 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet ; For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder.
Página 174 - 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 174 - 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 34 - In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts...
Página 163 - Her. O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low! Lys. Or else misgraffed, in respect of years; Her. O spite ! too old to be engag'd to young! Lys. Or else it stood upon the choice of friends: Her. O hell! to choose love by another's eye!
Página 34 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice...
Página 208 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Página 170 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.