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And let Sebastian wake - Say , this were death If you but knew how you the
purpose cherish That now hath seiz ' d them ; why , they were no Whiles thus you
mock it ! how , in stripping it , worse [ Naples You more invest it ! Ebbing men ,
indeed ...
And let Sebastian wake - Say , this were death If you but knew how you the
purpose cherish That now hath seiz ' d them ; why , they were no Whiles thus you
mock it ! how , in stripping it , worse [ Naples You more invest it ! Ebbing men ,
indeed ...
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Lo , lo , again ! bite him to death , I Till half an hour hence . pr ' ythee . FER . A
thousand thousand ! Sre . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your [ Exeunt
FERDINAND and MIRANDA severally . head ; if you prove a mutineer , the next
treePro .
Lo , lo , again ! bite him to death , I Till half an hour hence . pr ' ythee . FER . A
thousand thousand ! Sre . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your [ Exeunt
FERDINAND and MIRANDA severally . head ; if you prove a mutineer , the next
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One of these is intituled , — “ Mr . William Shak - speare : His True Chronicle
Historie of the life and death of King Lear and his three Daughters . With the
vnfortunate life of Edgar , sonne and heire to the Earle of Gloster , and his sullen
and ...
One of these is intituled , — “ Mr . William Shak - speare : His True Chronicle
Historie of the life and death of King Lear and his three Daughters . With the
vnfortunate life of Edgar , sonne and heire to the Earle of Gloster , and his sullen
and ...
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I am made of that self metal as my Conferring them on younger strengths , while
we sister , Unburden ' d crawl toward death . Our son of And prize me at her worth
. In my true heart Cornwall , I find she names my very deed of love ; And you ...
I am made of that self metal as my Conferring them on younger strengths , while
we sister , Unburden ' d crawl toward death . Our son of And prize me at her worth
. In my true heart Cornwall , I find she names my very deed of love ; And you ...
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No marvel then , though he were ill By his authority I will proclaim it , affected ;
That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , ' Tis they have put him on the
old man ' s death , Bringing the murderous coward to the stake ; To have the
waste ...
No marvel then , though he were ill By his authority I will proclaim it , affected ;
That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , ' Tis they have put him on the
old man ' s death , Bringing the murderous coward to the stake ; To have the
waste ...
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Página 762 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate: For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Página 342 - 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 766 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....
Página 24 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Página 421 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 354 - I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, 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: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Página 114 - The weight of this sad time we must obey; Speak what we feel , not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we that are young Shall never see so much , nor live so long.
Página 681 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Página 477 - 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! 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...
Página 763 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack! he was but one hour mine, The...
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 3 The Plays of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Howard Staunton |
| Ilustrado por | John Gilbert |
| Editora | G. Routledge & Company, 1860 |
| Original de | Universidade de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 11 Jul 2007 |
| Número de páginas | 40 páginas |
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