The Plays of William Shakespeare ...T. Bensley, 1800 |
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Pàgina 1
... ftand and unfold yourself . Ber . Long live the King ! Fran . Bernardo ? Ber . He . Fran . You come moft carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now ftruck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco , Fran . For this relief , much thanks ...
... ftand and unfold yourself . Ber . Long live the King ! Fran . Bernardo ? Ber . He . Fran . You come moft carefully upon your hour . Ber . ' Tis now ftruck twelve ; get thee to bed , Francisco , Fran . For this relief , much thanks ...
Pàgina 48
... ftand ftill , The bold winds fpeechless , and the orb below As hub as death : anon , the dreadful thunder Doth rend the region : So , after Pyrrhus ' pauses A roufed vengeance fets him new a work ; And never did the Cyclops ' hammers ...
... ftand ftill , The bold winds fpeechless , and the orb below As hub as death : anon , the dreadful thunder Doth rend the region : So , after Pyrrhus ' pauses A roufed vengeance fets him new a work ; And never did the Cyclops ' hammers ...
Pàgina 73
... ftand in paufe where I shall first begin , And both neglect . What if this curfed hand Were thicker than itfelf with brother's blood ? Is there not rain enough in the fweet heavens , To wash it white as fnow ? Whereto ferves mercy , But ...
... ftand in paufe where I shall first begin , And both neglect . What if this curfed hand Were thicker than itfelf with brother's blood ? Is there not rain enough in the fweet heavens , To wash it white as fnow ? Whereto ferves mercy , But ...
Pàgina 90
... ftand I then , That have a father kill'd , a mother ftain'd , Excitements of my reafon , and my blood , And let all fleep ? while , to my shame , I fee The imminent death of twenty thousand men , That , for a fantasy , and trick of fame ...
... ftand I then , That have a father kill'd , a mother ftain'd , Excitements of my reafon , and my blood , And let all fleep ? while , to my shame , I fee The imminent death of twenty thousand men , That , for a fantasy , and trick of fame ...
Pàgina 107
... ftand the fcripture ? The fcripture fays , Adam digg'd : Could he dig without arms ? I'll put another question to thee if thou answer'ft me not to the purpose , confefs thyfelf- 2. Clo . Go to . 1. Clo . What is he , that builds ...
... ftand the fcripture ? The fcripture fays , Adam digg'd : Could he dig without arms ? I'll put another question to thee if thou answer'ft me not to the purpose , confefs thyfelf- 2. Clo . Go to . 1. Clo . What is he , that builds ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 71 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pàgina 24 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pàgina 89 - 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 122 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Pàgina 61 - O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites ! I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others
Pàgina 60 - ... 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 17 - 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 That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Pàgina 114 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Pàgina 18 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Pàgina 11 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!