Antony and Cleopatra ; Cymbeline ; Pericles ; London prodigal ; Thomas, Lord Cromwell ; Sir John Oldcastle ; Puritan ; Yorkshire tragedy ; LocrineJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Pàgina 2661
... She is cunning paft Man's Thought . Eno . Alack , Sir , no , her Paffions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure Love . We cannot call her Winds and Waters , Sighs and Tears : And yet they are greater Storms and Tempefts than ...
... She is cunning paft Man's Thought . Eno . Alack , Sir , no , her Paffions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure Love . We cannot call her Winds and Waters , Sighs and Tears : And yet they are greater Storms and Tempefts than ...
Pàgina 2664
... She's dead , my Queen , Look here , and at thy Sovereign leifure read The Garboyls fhe awak'd ; at the laft , best . See when , and where fhe died . Cleo . O moft falfe Love ! Where be the facred Viols thou fhould'ft fill With forrowful ...
... She's dead , my Queen , Look here , and at thy Sovereign leifure read The Garboyls fhe awak'd ; at the laft , best . See when , and where fhe died . Cleo . O moft falfe Love ! Where be the facred Viols thou fhould'ft fill With forrowful ...
Pàgina 2677
... She's a moft triumphant Lady , if report be square to her . Eno . When she first met Mark Antony , the purs'd up Heart upon the River of Cydnus . his Agr . There the appear'd indeed or my reporter devis'd well for her . Eno . I will ...
... She's a moft triumphant Lady , if report be square to her . Eno . When she first met Mark Antony , the purs'd up Heart upon the River of Cydnus . his Agr . There the appear'd indeed or my reporter devis'd well for her . Eno . I will ...
Pàgina 2678
... She made great Cafar lay his Sword to Bed , He ploughed her , and she cropt . Eno . I faw her once Hop forty Paces through the publick Street . And having loft her breath , fhe spoke , and panted , That she did make defect , perfection ...
... She made great Cafar lay his Sword to Bed , He ploughed her , and she cropt . Eno . I faw her once Hop forty Paces through the publick Street . And having loft her breath , fhe spoke , and panted , That she did make defect , perfection ...
Pàgina 2679
William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Bless her , when she is Riggish . Mec . If Beauty , Wisdom , Modefty , can settle The Heart of Antony , Octavia is A bleffed Lottery to him . Agr . Let us go . Good Enobarbus , make your felf my Guest ...
William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Bless her , when she is Riggish . Mec . If Beauty , Wisdom , Modefty , can settle The Heart of Antony , Octavia is A bleffed Lottery to him . Agr . Let us go . Good Enobarbus , make your felf my Guest ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Ægypt againſt Antony beft Cafar Capt Captain Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cobham Crom Cromwell Cymbeline Daughter Death defire doft doth e'er Enter Eros Exeunt Exit fafe faid farewel Fath Father feem felf fhall fhew fhould fince firft flain Flowerdale fome Fortune fpeak Friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Gent Gods Guiderius hath hear Heart Heav'n himſelf Hodge honeft Honour Houſe i'faith i'th Iach King Knave Knight Lady laft Lanc Locrine Lord Lord Cobham Luce Madam Mafter Mantua Mark Antony marry Miſtreſs moft Mony moſt muft muſt ne'er noble o'th Pericles pleaſe Pleaſure Poft Pofthumus Pompey pray prefent Prieft Queen reft ſhall Sifter Sir John Oldcastle Sirrah ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art Thra unto whofe Wife worfe
Passatges populars
Pàgina 2655 - O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front : his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust.
Pàgina 2724 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Pàgina 2661 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Pàgina 2672 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool. And what they undid, did. AGR. O, rare for Antony! ENO. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Pàgina 2675 - I'll none now: Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws, and as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say 'Ah, ha! you're caught.
Pàgina 2727 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Pàgina 2696 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Pàgina 2787 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pàgina 2718 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 2767 - tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states. Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.