The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, Volume 4 |
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Página 159
... grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart , enrage it . Macd . O , I could play the woman with mine eyes , And braggart with my tongue ! But , gentle heaven , Cut short all intermission1 ; front to front , Bring thou this fiend of ...
... grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart , enrage it . Macd . O , I could play the woman with mine eyes , And braggart with my tongue ! But , gentle heaven , Cut short all intermission1 ; front to front , Bring thou this fiend of ...
Página 216
... grief is proud , and makes his owner stout . † To me , and to the state of my great grief , Let kings assemble 5 ; for my grief's so great , That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up : here I and sorrow sit ; ‡ Here is my ...
... grief is proud , and makes his owner stout . † To me , and to the state of my great grief , Let kings assemble 5 ; for my grief's so great , That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up : here I and sorrow sit ; ‡ Here is my ...
Página 226
... grief . K. John . Cousin , [ to the Bastard , ] away for England ; haste before : And , ere our coming , see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots ; imprison'd angels Set thou at liberty : the fat ribs of peace Must by the hungry now ...
... grief . K. John . Cousin , [ to the Bastard , ] away for England ; haste before : And , ere our coming , see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots ; imprison'd angels Set thou at liberty : the fat ribs of peace Must by the hungry now ...
Página 230
... grief should I forget ! - Preach some philosophy to make me mad , 3 No , I defy , & c . ] To defy anciently signified to refuse . 4 Misery's love , & c . ] Thou , death , who art courted by misery , to come to his relief , O come to me ...
... grief should I forget ! - Preach some philosophy to make me mad , 3 No , I defy , & c . ] To defy anciently signified to refuse . 4 Misery's love , & c . ] Thou , death , who art courted by misery , to come to his relief , O come to me ...
Página 231
... grief , My reasonable part produces reason How I may be deliver'd of these woes , And teaches me to kill or hang myself : If I were mad , I should forget my son ; Or madly think , a babe of clouts were he : I am not mad ; too well , too ...
... grief , My reasonable part produces reason How I may be deliver'd of these woes , And teaches me to kill or hang myself : If I were mad , I should forget my son ; Or madly think , a babe of clouts were he : I am not mad ; too well , too ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bast Bishop of CARLISLE blood Boling Bolingbroke breath castle cousin crown death devil doth Dromio Duch duke earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Hecate Henry honour horse Hubert John of Gaunt JOHNSON King John king Richard Lady land liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty MALONE means murder never night noble Northumberland peace Percy play Poins poison'd pray prince prince of Wales Queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shame sleep soul speak stand STEEVENS sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle villain wife Witch word York
Passagens conhecidas
Página 92 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Página 485 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Página 105 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Página 127 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Página 474 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Página 132 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 93 - 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 murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief...
Página 331 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills; And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
Página 474 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
Página 424 - Should I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules. But beware instinct. The lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter. I was now a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself, and thee, during my life - I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.