The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 9
Now will I ftir this gamefter : I hope I fhall fee an end of him ; for my foul , yet I know not why , hates nothing more than him . Yet he's gentle , never school'd , and yet learned , full of noble device , of all forts enchantingly ...
Now will I ftir this gamefter : I hope I fhall fee an end of him ; for my foul , yet I know not why , hates nothing more than him . Yet he's gentle , never school'd , and yet learned , full of noble device , of all forts enchantingly ...
Pàgina 12
The eldest of the three wreftled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him ...
The eldest of the three wreftled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him ...
Pàgina 32
... If ever fate at any good man's feaft ; If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear , And known what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; Let gentleness my ftrong enforcement be , In the which hope I blush and hide my fword . Duke Sen.
... If ever fate at any good man's feaft ; If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear , And known what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; Let gentleness my ftrong enforcement be , In the which hope I blush and hide my fword . Duke Sen.
Pàgina 36
Nay , I hope — Clo . Truly thou art damn'd , like an ill - roafted egg , al ? on one fide . Cor . For not being at court ? your reafon . Clo . Why , if thou never waft at court , thou never faw ' good manners ; if thou never faw'ft good ...
Nay , I hope — Clo . Truly thou art damn'd , like an ill - roafted egg , al ? on one fide . Cor . For not being at court ? your reafon . Clo . Why , if thou never waft at court , thou never faw ' good manners ; if thou never faw'ft good ...
Pàgina 45
I do truly ; for thou fwear'ft to me thou art honeft s now if thou wert a poet , I might have fome hope thou didft feign . Aud . Would you not have me honeft ? - Co. Clo . No truly , unless thou wert hard favour'd As You Like it . 45.
I do truly ; for thou fwear'ft to me thou art honeft s now if thou wert a poet , I might have fome hope thou didft feign . Aud . Would you not have me honeft ? - Co. Clo . No truly , unless thou wert hard favour'd As You Like it . 45.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Pàgina 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Pàgina 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Pàgina 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Pàgina 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Pàgina 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...