The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, Volume 1George Dearborn, 1836 |
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... touch'd with anger so distemper'd . Pro . You do look , my son , in a mov'd sort , As if you were dismay'd : be cheerful , sir : Our revels now are ended : these our actors , As I foretold you , were all spirits , and Are melted into ...
... touch'd with anger so distemper'd . Pro . You do look , my son , in a mov'd sort , As if you were dismay'd : be cheerful , sir : Our revels now are ended : these our actors , As I foretold you , were all spirits , and Are melted into ...
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... touch , 13 a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as sharply , Passion as they , be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? fera , which ancient credulity believed to produce the barnacle ...
... touch , 13 a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as sharply , Passion as they , be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? fera , which ancient credulity believed to produce the barnacle ...
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... touch me not ; I am not Stephano , but a made it instrumental to the production of many charac- cramp . on . Pro . You'd be king of the isle , sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a sore one then . Alon . This is as strange a thing as e'er ...
... touch me not ; I am not Stephano , but a made it instrumental to the production of many charac- cramp . on . Pro . You'd be king of the isle , sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a sore one then . Alon . This is as strange a thing as e'er ...
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... touch of love , Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . 5 To suggest , in the language of our ancestors , was to tempt . 6 i . e . myself who am his competitor or rival , being ...
... touch of love , Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . 5 To suggest , in the language of our ancestors , was to tempt . 6 i . e . myself who am his competitor or rival , being ...
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... touch me near , wherein thou must be secret . ' Tis not unknown to thee , that I have sought To match my friend , Sir Thurio , to my daughter . Val . I know it well , my lord ; and , sure , the match Were rich and honourable ; besides ...
... touch me near , wherein thou must be secret . ' Tis not unknown to thee , that I have sought To match my friend , Sir Thurio , to my daughter . Val . I know it well , my lord ; and , sure , the match Were rich and honourable ; besides ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Angelo art thou Banquo better Biron blood Boyet brother Caliban Claud Claudio Costard daughter death dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford fortune gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Isab John Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master master doctor means mistress Moth never night old copy reads Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince Proteus SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast thought Thurio tongue Tranio true unto wife woman word
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Página 366 - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Página 31 - Shakspeare, must enjoy a part : For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and that he, Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the muses...
Página 31 - Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Página 262 - 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 325 - What you do, Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, 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...
Página 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Página 30 - Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give. That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses, I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses; For if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers, And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
Página 172 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 360 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macb. . Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would 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...
Página 363 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.