The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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Pàgina 10
... those bloody hands Throw your mis - temper'd weapons to the ground , And hear the sentence of your moved Prince . Three civil broils , bred of an airy word , By thee , old Capulet , and Montague , Have thrice difturb'd the Quiet of our ...
... those bloody hands Throw your mis - temper'd weapons to the ground , And hear the sentence of your moved Prince . Three civil broils , bred of an airy word , By thee , old Capulet , and Montague , Have thrice difturb'd the Quiet of our ...
Pàgina 14
... Those happy masks , that kifs fair ladies ' brows , Being black , put us in mind they hide the fair ; He that is ftrucken blind , cannot forget The precious treasure of his eye - fight loft . Shew me a miftrefs , that is paffing fair ...
... Those happy masks , that kifs fair ladies ' brows , Being black , put us in mind they hide the fair ; He that is ftrucken blind , cannot forget The precious treasure of his eye - fight loft . Shew me a miftrefs , that is paffing fair ...
Pàgina 32
... those stars , As day - light doth a lamp ; her eyes in heav'n Would through the airy region ftream fo bright , That birds would fing , and think it were not night : See , how the leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove ...
... those stars , As day - light doth a lamp ; her eyes in heav'n Would through the airy region ftream fo bright , That birds would fing , and think it were not night : See , how the leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove ...
Pàgina 34
... those that have more cunning to be ftrange . I should have been more ftrange , I must confefs , But that thou over - heard'ft , ere I was ' ware , My true love's Paffion ; therefore pardon me , And not impute this yielding to light love ...
... those that have more cunning to be ftrange . I should have been more ftrange , I must confefs , But that thou over - heard'ft , ere I was ' ware , My true love's Paffion ; therefore pardon me , And not impute this yielding to light love ...
Pàgina 55
... those that kill . " ( 9 ) [ Exeunt . SCENE changes to an Apartment in Capulet's House . Jul . G Enter Juliet alone . ALLOP apace , you fiery - footed steeds , Tow'rds Phoebus ' manfion ; fuch a waggoner , As Phaeton , would whip you to ...
... those that kill . " ( 9 ) [ Exeunt . SCENE changes to an Apartment in Capulet's House . Jul . G Enter Juliet alone . ALLOP apace , you fiery - footed steeds , Tow'rds Phoebus ' manfion ; fuch a waggoner , As Phaeton , would whip you to ...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes ; Collated with the ..., Volum 8 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1740 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 191 - How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
Pàgina 212 - I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum.
Pàgina 114 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Pàgina 119 - Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but being in, Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee.
Pàgina 172 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Pàgina 153 - With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Pàgina 161 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pàgina 24 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Pàgina 190 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Pàgina 246 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart...