The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 14G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... better both ways . Ros . I think , their inhibition comes by the means of the late innovation . Ham . Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the city ? Are they so follow'd ? Ros . No , indeed , they are not . [ Ham ...
... better both ways . Ros . I think , their inhibition comes by the means of the late innovation . Ham . Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the city ? Are they so follow'd ? Ros . No , indeed , they are not . [ Ham ...
Página 62
... better , ) their writers do them wrong , to make them exclaim against their own succession ? Ros . ' Faith , there has been much to do on both sides ; and the nation holds it no sin , to tarre them on to controversy 13 : there was , for ...
... better , ) their writers do them wrong , to make them exclaim against their own succession ? Ros . ' Faith , there has been much to do on both sides ; and the nation holds it no sin , to tarre them on to controversy 13 : there was , for ...
Página 68
... better have a bad epitaph , than their ill report while you live . Pol . My lord , I will use them according to their desert . Ham . Odd's bodikin , man , much better : Use every man after his desert , and who shall ' scape whip- ping ...
... better have a bad epitaph , than their ill report while you live . Pol . My lord , I will use them according to their desert . Ham . Odd's bodikin , man , much better : Use every man after his desert , and who shall ' scape whip- ping ...
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... better commerce than with honesty ? Ham . Ay , truly ; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd , than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness : this was some time a paradox ...
... better commerce than with honesty ? Ham . Ay , truly ; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd , than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness : this was some time a paradox ...
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... better , and worse . Ham . So you mistake your husbands . — Begin , mur- derer ; -leave thy damnable faces , and begin . Come : -The croaking raven Doth bellow for revenge . Luc . Thoughts black , hands apt , drugs fit , and time ...
... better , and worse . Ham . So you mistake your husbands . — Begin , mur- derer ; -leave thy damnable faces , and begin . Come : -The croaking raven Doth bellow for revenge . Luc . Thoughts black , hands apt , drugs fit , and time ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
beseech Bian blood Brabantio Cassio Cyprus daughter dead dear death Denmark Desdemona devil dost thou doth drink Duke Emil Emilia Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool Fortinbras foul gentleman Ghost give grace Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hand handkerchief Hanmer hath hear heart heaven honest honour Horatio husband i'the Iago is't JOHNSON kill'd King knave lady Laer Laertes lieutenant look lord madam madness marry means Michael Cassio Moor murder nature never night noble Norway o'er Ophelia Osrick play poison'd Polonius Pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus quarto Queen racter revenge Roderigo Rosencrantz Rosencrantz and Guildenstern SCENE sense Shakspeare soul speak speech STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou hast thought to-night true Venice villain WARBURTON what's wife word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 156 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
Página 282 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Página 34 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 353 - No more of that. — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Página 234 - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man ; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake : She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd : Here comes the lady ; let her witness it.
Página 79 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Página 102 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 94 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Página 74 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
Página 143 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?