Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Volum 5Whittaker, 1858 |
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Pàgina 17
... Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome , No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , ] Before this line , in all the old copies , this stage - direction is inserted : - " Enter aloft the Emperor , with Tamora and her two sons ...
... Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome , No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , ] Before this line , in all the old copies , this stage - direction is inserted : - " Enter aloft the Emperor , with Tamora and her two sons ...
Pàgina 18
... dost thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman gods , — Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymenæus stand , - I will not re - salute the streets of Rome ...
... dost thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman gods , — Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymenæus stand , - I will not re - salute the streets of Rome ...
Pàgina 24
... dost over - ween in all , And so in this , to bear me down with braves . " Tis not the difference of a year , or two , Makes me less gracious , thee more fortunate ' : I am as able , and as fit , as thou , To serve , and to deserve my ...
... dost over - ween in all , And so in this , to bear me down with braves . " Tis not the difference of a year , or two , Makes me less gracious , thee more fortunate ' : I am as able , and as fit , as thou , To serve , and to deserve my ...
Pàgina 36
... dost not comfort me , and help me out From this unhallow'd and blood - stained hole ? Quin . I am surprised with an uncouth fear ; A chilling sweat o'er - runs my trembling joints : My heart suspects more than mine eye can see . Mart ...
... dost not comfort me , and help me out From this unhallow'd and blood - stained hole ? Quin . I am surprised with an uncouth fear ; A chilling sweat o'er - runs my trembling joints : My heart suspects more than mine eye can see . Mart ...
Pàgina 37
... dost but jest : He and his lady both are at the lodge , Upon the north side of this pleasant chase ; " Tis not an hour since I left him there " . Mart . We know not where you left him all alive , But , out alas ! here have we found him ...
... dost but jest : He and his lady both are at the lodge , Upon the north side of this pleasant chase ; " Tis not an hour since I left him there " . Mart . We know not where you left him all alive , But , out alas ! here have we found him ...
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4tos Alcibiades Andronicus Antony Apem Apemantus Banquo better blood Brutus Cæsar CAPULET Casca Cassius corr dead dear death dost doth Dyce edition emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear follow fool friends give Gloster Goths Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven honour Juliet Julius Cæsar Kent King King Lear Lady Laer Laertes Lavinia Lear look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd madam Malone Mark Antony means misprinted murder night noble Nurse old annotator old copies omitted play poet POLONIUS pray printed Queen Rome Romeo Romeo and Juliet SCENE Servant Shakespeare speak speech stage-direction stand Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast Timon Timon of Athens Titus Titus Andronicus Tybalt villain word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 343 - 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 316 - I have not slept Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pàgina 345 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii : Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Pàgina 405 - Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pàgina 405 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable 40 As this which now I draw.
Pàgina 344 - tis his will: Let but the commons hear this testament, , (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
Pàgina 356 - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; — For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ; — I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius ? Should I have answer...
Pàgina 400 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Pàgina 127 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Pàgina 347 - 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.