The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Pàgina 2745
... CLEO- PATRA . CYMBELINE . PERICLES Prince of TYRE . LONDON PRODIGAL . THOMAS Lord CROM- WELL . Sir JOHN OLDCASTLE . The PURITAN . A YORKSHIRE Tragedy . LOCRINE . LONDON : Printed for Jacob Tonfon , at Grays - Inn Gate . MDCCIX . 1 P ...
... CLEO- PATRA . CYMBELINE . PERICLES Prince of TYRE . LONDON PRODIGAL . THOMAS Lord CROM- WELL . Sir JOHN OLDCASTLE . The PURITAN . A YORKSHIRE Tragedy . LOCRINE . LONDON : Printed for Jacob Tonfon , at Grays - Inn Gate . MDCCIX . 1 P ...
Pàgina 2752
... Cleo . If it be Love indeed , tell me how much ? Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll fet a bourn how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new Heav'n , new Earth . Enter a Messenger ...
... Cleo . If it be Love indeed , tell me how much ? Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll fet a bourn how far to be belov'd . Ant . Then must thou needs find out new Heav'n , new Earth . Enter a Messenger ...
Pàgina 2753
... Cleo . Hear the Ambassadors . Ant . Fie wrangling Queen ! What sport to night ? Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , To weep ? whose every Paffion fully strives To make it felf in thee fair and admir'd . No Messenger but ...
... Cleo . Hear the Ambassadors . Ant . Fie wrangling Queen ! What sport to night ? Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , To weep ? whose every Paffion fully strives To make it felf in thee fair and admir'd . No Messenger but ...
Pàgina 2755
... Cleo . Saw you my Lord ? Eno . No , Lady . Cleo . Was he not here ? Char . No , Madam . Cleo . He was dispos'd to Mirth , but on the fudden A Roman thought had struck him . Enobarbus . Ene . Madam . Cleo . Seek him , and bring him ...
... Cleo . Saw you my Lord ? Eno . No , Lady . Cleo . Was he not here ? Char . No , Madam . Cleo . He was dispos'd to Mirth , but on the fudden A Roman thought had struck him . Enobarbus . Ene . Madam . Cleo . Seek him , and bring him ...
Pàgina 2758
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not fee him fince . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he do's : I did not fend you . If you find him fad , Say I am dancing : if in Mirth , report That I am fudden fick . Quickly , and ...
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not fee him fince . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he do's : I did not fend you . If you find him fad , Say I am dancing : if in Mirth , report That I am fudden fick . Quickly , and ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 2828 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 2834 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Pàgina 2763 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Pàgina 2806 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Pàgina 2839 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.
Pàgina 2831 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Pàgina 2909 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pàgina 2806 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Pàgina 3259 - Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell. Slavery and misery! Who in this case Would not take up money upon his soul, Pawn his salvation, live at interest?