The Works of William Shakespeare, Volum 2E. Moxon, 1857 |
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Pàgina 3
... Mess . In great measure . Leon . A kind overflow of kindness : there are no faces How much better is it truer than those that are so washed . to weep at joy than to joy at weeping ! Beat . I pray you , is Signior Montanto returned.
... Mess . In great measure . Leon . A kind overflow of kindness : there are no faces How much better is it truer than those that are so washed . to weep at joy than to joy at weeping ! Beat . I pray you , is Signior Montanto returned.
Pàgina 4
... pray you , how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars ? But how many hath he killed ? for , indeed , I promised to eat all of his killing . Leon . Faith , niece , you tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I ...
... pray you , how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars ? But how many hath he killed ? for , indeed , I promised to eat all of his killing . Leon . Faith , niece , you tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I ...
Pàgina 5
... pray you , who is his companion ? Is there no young squarer now that will make a voyage with him to the devil ? Mess . He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio . Beat . O Lord , he will hang upon him like a disease : he is ...
... pray you , who is his companion ? Is there no young squarer now that will make a voyage with him to the devil ? Mess . He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio . Beat . O Lord , he will hang upon him like a disease : he is ...
Pàgina 7
... pray thee speak in sober judgment . Bene . Why , i'faith , methinks she's too low for a high praise , too brown for a fair praise , and too little for a great praise only this commendation I can afford her , —that were she other than ...
... pray thee speak in sober judgment . Bene . Why , i'faith , methinks she's too low for a high praise , too brown for a fair praise , and too little for a great praise only this commendation I can afford her , —that were she other than ...
Pàgina 16
... prayers aloud . Balth . I love you the better : the hearers may cry , Amen . Marg . God match me with a good dancer ... pray you , what is he ? Beat . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool ; only his gift is in devising ...
... prayers aloud . Balth . I love you the better : the hearers may cry , Amen . Marg . God match me with a good dancer ... pray you , what is he ? Beat . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool ; only his gift is in devising ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Edited from the Folio ..., Volum 2 William Shakespeare,Richard Grant White Visualització completa - 1888 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 315 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in,...
Pàgina 225 - I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Pàgina 353 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown. Take that ; and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty,...
Pàgina 305 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider...
Pàgina 316 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils : The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Pàgina 365 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well ; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well ; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach.
Pàgina 363 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pàgina 157 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, 920 Unpleasing to a married ear!
Pàgina 249 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.