The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volumes 15-16Ginn, Heath, & Company, 1881 |
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... Apem . Ho , ho , confess'd it ! hang'd it , 2 have you not ? * Tim . O , Apemantus ; you are welcome . * Apem . No ; you shall not make me welcome : I come * to have thee thrust me out of doors . * Tim . Fie , thou'rt a churl : you've ...
... Apem . Ho , ho , confess'd it ! hang'd it , 2 have you not ? * Tim . O , Apemantus ; you are welcome . * Apem . No ; you shall not make me welcome : I come * to have thee thrust me out of doors . * Tim . Fie , thou'rt a churl : you've ...
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... Apem . Flow this way ! A brave fellow ! he keeps his * tides well . * ill , Timon . Those healths will make thee and thy state look Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner , * honest water , which ne'er left man i ' the mire ...
... Apem . Flow this way ! A brave fellow ! he keeps his * tides well . * ill , Timon . Those healths will make thee and thy state look Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner , * honest water , which ne'er left man i ' the mire ...
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... Apem . Would all those flatterers were thine enemies , * then , that thou mightst kill ' em , and bid me to ' em ! * 1 Lord . Might we but have that happiness , my lord , * that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might ex ...
... Apem . Would all those flatterers were thine enemies , * then , that thou mightst kill ' em , and bid me to ' em ! * 1 Lord . Might we but have that happiness , my lord , * that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might ex ...
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... Apem . Thou weep'st to make them drink , 14 Timon . * 2 Lord . Joy had the like conception in our eyes , * And , at that instant , like a babe sprung up . * Apem . Ho , ho ! I laugh to think that babe a bastard . * 3 Lord . I promise ...
... Apem . Thou weep'st to make them drink , 14 Timon . * 2 Lord . Joy had the like conception in our eyes , * And , at that instant , like a babe sprung up . * Apem . Ho , ho ! I laugh to think that babe a bastard . * 3 Lord . I promise ...
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... Apem . Hoy - day , what a sweep of vanity comes this way ! * they dance ! they are mad women.16 Like madness is the * glory of this life , as this pomp shows to a little oil and root.17 We make ourselves fools , to disport ourselves ...
... Apem . Hoy - day , what a sweep of vanity comes this way ! * they dance ! they are mad women.16 Like madness is the * glory of this life , as this pomp shows to a little oil and root.17 We make ourselves fools , to disport ourselves ...
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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: The Cambridge Text ..., Volume 13 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1901 |
The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volumes 15-16 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1894 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcib Alcibiades Antony Apem Apemantus better Cæs Cæsar Calchas Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Collier's second folio Cordelia correction Cres Cressida dear death Diomed dost doth Dyce Edgar Edmund Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes father fear follows Fool foot-note fortune friends give Glos Gloster gods Goneril hand Hanmer hath hear heart Hect Hector honour Julius Cæsar Kent King lady Lear look lord madam Mark Antony matter meaning Menelaus noble old copies old text original reads Pandarus Patroclus play Plutarch Poet Pompey poor pr'ythee pray Priam quartos Queen SCENE sense Serv Servants Shakespeare speak speech sweet sword tell thee Ther There's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Ulyss unto Walker word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 78 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Página 36 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 129 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Página 37 - The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It...
Página 113 - Come on, sir, here's the place ! — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles ; half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire ; dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yon...
Página 67 - Stain my man's cheeks. No you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, What they are yet, I know not, but they shall be The terrors of the earth!
Página 265 - O'errun and trampled on: then what they do in present Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours...
Página 129 - Lear. Pray, do not mock me. I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful...
Página 18 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Página 254 - They say, all lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform ; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the 1121 ACT III.