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His good remembrance , sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So
in approof lives not his epitaph , As in ... and to bear , — Let me not live , Thus his
good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime , When it ...
His good remembrance , sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So
in approof lives not his epitaph , As in ... and to bear , — Let me not live , Thus his
good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime , When it ...
Página 76
... May token to the future our past deeds . Adieu , till then ; then , fail not : You
have won A wife of me , though there my hope be done . Ber . A heaven on earth
I have won , by wooing thee . [ Exit . Dia . For which live long to thank both
heaven ...
... May token to the future our past deeds . Adieu , till then ; then , fail not : You
have won A wife of me , though there my hope be done . Ber . A heaven on earth
I have won , by wooing thee . [ Exit . Dia . For which live long to thank both
heaven ...
Página 81
Boblibindo chicurmurco . 1 Sold . You are a merciful general : - Our general bids
you answer to what I shall ask you out of a note . Pár . And truly , as I hope to live .
1 Sold . First demand of him how many horse the duke is strong . What say you ...
Boblibindo chicurmurco . 1 Sold . You are a merciful general : - Our general bids
you answer to what I shall ask you out of a note . Pár . And truly , as I hope to live .
1 Sold . First demand of him how many horse the duke is strong . What say you ...
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Yes ; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live . Arch . If the
king had no son , they would desire . to live on crutches till he had one . [ E . reunt
. O 1 C SCENE II . THE SAME A ROOM OF STATE IN WINTER ' S TALE .
Yes ; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live . Arch . If the
king had no son , they would desire . to live on crutches till he had one . [ E . reunt
. O 1 C SCENE II . THE SAME A ROOM OF STATE IN WINTER ' S TALE .
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... The power of man ; for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth . [ descends .
Mac . Then live , Macduff ; What need I fear of thee ? But yet I ' ll make assurance
double sure , And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live ; That I may tell pale ...
... The power of man ; for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth . [ descends .
Mac . Then live , Macduff ; What need I fear of thee ? But yet I ' ll make assurance
double sure , And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live ; That I may tell pale ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Attendants bear better Bianca blood bring Clown comes Count daughter death doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear fellow give gone Gremio hand hast hath hear heart heaven hence hold honour hope hour husband I'll Kath keep king knock Lady leave Leon live look lord Lucentio Macbeth Macd madam marry master mean mistress nature never night noble once Paul Petruchio play poor pray present queen ring Rosse SCENE Servant serve sleep speak stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee There's thine things thou thou art thought true wife Witch young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 56 - Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Página 69 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Página 17 - 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, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Página 18 - Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 13 - Come, 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 8 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Página 22 - Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design 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.
Página 68 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids...
Página 82 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Página 86 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair * Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 3 The Plays of William Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | T. Bensley, 1803 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 29 Dez 2006 |
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