King LearClarendon Press, 1875 - 200 pàgines |
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Pàgina 30
... arm . Of my more fierce endeavour : I have seen drunkards Do more than this in sport . Father , father ! Stop , stop ! No help ? Enter GLOUCESTER , and Servants with torches . Glou . Now , Edmund , where's the villain ? Edm . Here stood ...
... arm . Of my more fierce endeavour : I have seen drunkards Do more than this in sport . Father , father ! Stop , stop ! No help ? Enter GLOUCESTER , and Servants with torches . Glou . Now , Edmund , where's the villain ? Edm . Here stood ...
Pàgina 31
... arm : But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits , Bold in the quarrel's right , roused to the encounter , Or whether gasted by the noise I made , Full suddenly he fled . Glou . Let him fly far : Not in this land shall he remain uncaught ...
... arm : But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits , Bold in the quarrel's right , roused to the encounter , Or whether gasted by the noise I made , Full suddenly he fled . Glou . Let him fly far : Not in this land shall he remain uncaught ...
Pàgina 35
... arms ! What's the matter here ? Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives : He dies that strikes again . What is the matter ? Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Osw . I am scarce in ...
... arms ! What's the matter here ? Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives : He dies that strikes again . What is the matter ? Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Osw . I am scarce in ...
Pàgina 39
... arms Pins , wooden pricks , nails , sprigs of rosemary ; And with this horrible object , from low farms , Poor pelting villages , sheep - cotes and mills , Sometime with lunatic bans , sometime with prayers , ΙΟ Enforce their charity ...
... arms Pins , wooden pricks , nails , sprigs of rosemary ; And with this horrible object , from low farms , Poor pelting villages , sheep - cotes and mills , Sometime with lunatic bans , sometime with prayers , ΙΟ Enforce their charity ...
Pàgina 63
... Arms , arms , sword , fire ! Corruption in the place ! False justicer , why hast thou let her ' scape ? Edg . Bless thy five wits ! Kent . O pity ! Sir , where is the patience now , That you so oft have boasted to retain ? Edg . [ Aside ] ...
... Arms , arms , sword , fire ! Corruption in the place ! False justicer , why hast thou let her ' scape ? Edg . Bless thy five wits ! Kent . O pity ! Sir , where is the patience now , That you so oft have boasted to retain ? Edg . [ Aside ] ...
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Abbott Alack All's Antony and Cleopatra better brother Burgundy called Capell Compare Hamlet Compare Macbeth Compare Richard Cordelia Coriolanus Corn Cornwall Cotgrave daughters dear Dict Dost thou doth duke Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father folios read follow Fool fortune France Gent gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give Glou Gloucester Gloucester's gods Goneril grace Hamlet hast hath haue heart Henry Henry IV honour Julius Cæsar Kent king knave lady Lear Lear's lord madam Malone means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice nature noble nuncle Omitted Oswald Othello passage play poor pray quartos read Regan Scene sense Shakespeare sister slave sonne speak speech Steevens quotes Tempest thee there's thine thing thou art Timon of Athens Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night verb villain vnto Winter's Tale word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 181 - Yet do I fear thy nature; 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.
Pàgina 4 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters [To love my father all].
Pàgina 147 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper', And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Pàgina 90 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Pàgina 58 - What hast thou been? Edg. A serving-man, proud in heart and mind; that curled my hair; wore gloves in my cap; served the lust of my mistress' heart, and did the act of darkness with her; swore as many oaths as I spake words, and broke them in the sweet face of heaven: one that slept in the contriving of lust, and waked to do it. Wine loved I deeply, dice dearly; and in woman out-paramoured the Turk: false of heart, light of ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog...
Pàgina 132 - But come ; Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on. That you, at such times seeing me, never shall, With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-shake, Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, As ' Well, well, we know,' or ' We could, an if we would,' Or
Pàgina 178 - They have tied me to a stake ; I cannot fly, But, bear-like, I must fight the course. — What's he, That was not born of woman ? Such a one Am I to fear, or none. Enter young SIWARD.
Pàgina 95 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Pàgina 196 - 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 ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Pàgina 25 - Hear, Nature, hear! dear goddess, hear! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful. Into her womb convey sterility; Dry up in her the organs of increase; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her.