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 4Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say , This is put forth too truly ! Besides , I have stay'd To tire your royalty . Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you ...
... fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say , This is put forth too truly ! Besides , I have stay'd To tire your royalty . Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you ...
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... fear , Amongst the infinite doings of the world , Sometime puts forth : In your affairs , my lord , If ever I were wilful - negligent , It was my folly ; if industriously I play'd the fool , it was my negligence , Not weighing well the ...
... fear , Amongst the infinite doings of the world , Sometime puts forth : In your affairs , my lord , If ever I were wilful - negligent , It was my folly ; if industriously I play'd the fool , it was my negligence , Not weighing well the ...
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... Fear o'ershades me : Good expedition be my friend , and comfort The gracious queen , part of his theme , but nothing Of his ill - ta'en suspicion ! Come , Camillo ; I will respect thee as a father , if Thou bear'st my life off hence ...
... Fear o'ershades me : Good expedition be my friend , and comfort The gracious queen , part of his theme , but nothing Of his ill - ta'en suspicion ! Come , Camillo ; I will respect thee as a father , if Thou bear'st my life off hence ...
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... fear it , sir The child was prisoner to the womb ; and is , By law and process of great nature , thence Freed and enfranchis'd : not a party to The anger of the king ; nor guilty of , If any be , the trespass of the queen . Keep . I do ...
... fear it , sir The child was prisoner to the womb ; and is , By law and process of great nature , thence Freed and enfranchis'd : not a party to The anger of the king ; nor guilty of , If any be , the trespass of the queen . Keep . I do ...
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... Fear you his tyrannous passion more , alas , Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent soul ; More free , than he is jealous . Ant . That's enough . 1 Atten . Madam , he hath not slept to - night ; com- manded None should come at him ...
... Fear you his tyrannous passion more , alas , Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent soul ; More free , than he is jealous . Ant . That's enough . 1 Atten . Madam , he hath not slept to - night ; com- manded None should come at him ...
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The Family Shakspeare: In which Nothing is Added to the Original ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1853 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antigonus ANTIPHOLUS art thou Arth Arthur Attendants AUTOLYCUS Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia breath brother Camillo Cawdor chain CLEOMENES Const dead death deed didst Doct doth Dromio Duke England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France Gent gentle give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hence Hermione honour Hubert husband i'the JAMES GURNEY King JOHN Lady Lady MACBETH Leon Leontes liege look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff master mistress never noble o'er o'the Pand PANDULPH Paul Paulina peace poison'd Polixenes pr'ythee pray prince queen Rosse SCENE shame Shep Sicilia sister SIWARD sleep soul speak sweet Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue villain wife Witch
Passagens conhecidas
Página 182 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Página 305 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 185 - Upon the sightless couriers* of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on the other.
Página 207 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Página 185 - We will proceed no further in this business : He hath honour'd me of late ; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.
Página 190 - Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives; Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. A bell rings. I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 185 - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe.
Página 176 - Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Página 181 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Página 63 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.