The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: To which are Added His Miscellaneous Poems ...J. Walker, 1821 |
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Pàgina 4
... comes , offer him no violence , Unless he seek to thrust you out by force . [ They retire . York . The queen , this day , here holds her parlia ment , But little thinks , we shall be of her council : By words , or blows , here let us ...
... comes , offer him no violence , Unless he seek to thrust you out by force . [ They retire . York . The queen , this day , here holds her parlia ment , But little thinks , we shall be of her council : By words , or blows , here let us ...
Pàgina 11
... comes ! Enter CLIFFORD , and Soldiers . Clif . Chaplain , away ! Thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif ...
... comes ! Enter CLIFFORD , and Soldiers . Clif . Chaplain , away ! Thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif ...
Pàgina 23
... comes my brother Montague . Attend me , lords . The proud insulting queen , With Clifford , and the haught Northumberland , And of their feather , many more proud birds , Have wrought the easy melting king , like wax . He swore consent ...
... comes my brother Montague . Attend me , lords . The proud insulting queen , With Clifford , and the haught Northumberland , And of their feather , many more proud birds , Have wrought the easy melting king , like wax . He swore consent ...
Pàgina 26
... Comes Warwick , backing of the duke of York ; And , in the towns as they do march along , Proclaims him king , and many fly to him : Darraign your battle for they are at hand . Clif . I would , your highness would depart the field ; The ...
... Comes Warwick , backing of the duke of York ; And , in the towns as they do march along , Proclaims him king , and many fly to him : Darraign your battle for they are at hand . Clif . I would , your highness would depart the field ; The ...
Pàgina 34
... comes along with them :) Nay , stay not to expostulate , make speed ; : Or else come after , I'll away before . K. Hen . Nay , take me with thee , good sweet Exeter ; Not that I fear to stay , but love to go Whither the queen intends ...
... comes along with them :) Nay , stay not to expostulate , make speed ; : Or else come after , I'll away before . K. Hen . Nay , take me with thee , good sweet Exeter ; Not that I fear to stay , but love to go Whither the queen intends ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 460 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. I was born free as Caesar ; so were you : We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he : For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to me ' Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I...
Pàgina 480 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Pàgina 479 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Pàgina 240 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 92 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pàgina 320 - In monumental mockery. Take the instant way; For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue: if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost: Or, like a gallant horse fall'n in first rank, Lie there for pavement to the abject rear, O'er-run and trampled on...
Pàgina 480 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause, till it come back to me.
Pàgina 480 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Pàgina 112 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, — So full of dismal terror was the time.
Pàgina 240 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.