The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6 |
Des de l'interior del llibre
Resultats 1 - 5 de 31.
Pàgina 2961
B Fath . Why how is't , Brother ? What , doth he fpend Beyond the allowance I left him ? Unc . How ! beyond that ? and far more ; why , your Exhibition is nothing , he hath spent that , and fince hath borrow'd , protefted with Oaths ...
B Fath . Why how is't , Brother ? What , doth he fpend Beyond the allowance I left him ? Unc . How ! beyond that ? and far more ; why , your Exhibition is nothing , he hath spent that , and fince hath borrow'd , protefted with Oaths ...
Pàgina 2962
Fath . I grant indeed to fwear is bad , but not in keeping thofe Oaths is better ; for who will fet by a bad thing ? Nay by my Faith , I hold this rather a Virtue than a Vice . Well , I pray proceed .
Fath . I grant indeed to fwear is bad , but not in keeping thofe Oaths is better ; for who will fet by a bad thing ? Nay by my Faith , I hold this rather a Virtue than a Vice . Well , I pray proceed .
Pàgina 2963
Fath . For God's fake give it out I am dead , See how he'll take it . Flow . Ho ? who's within ho ? Say I have brought you News from his Father . I have here drawn a formal Will , as it were from my felf , Which I'll deliver him .
Fath . For God's fake give it out I am dead , See how he'll take it . Flow . Ho ? who's within ho ? Say I have brought you News from his Father . I have here drawn a formal Will , as it were from my felf , Which I'll deliver him .
Pàgina 2964
F Unc . Dicditimo terfios Octobris : And here receive I a Letter that your Father died in June : How fay you , Kefter ? Xe M .. CJ " " Fath . Yes truly , Sir , your Father is dead , thefe Hands of mine holp to wind him . " ་ ་ Flow .
F Unc . Dicditimo terfios Octobris : And here receive I a Letter that your Father died in June : How fay you , Kefter ? Xe M .. CJ " " Fath . Yes truly , Sir , your Father is dead , thefe Hands of mine holp to wind him . " ་ ་ Flow .
Pàgina 2965
Fath . I'faith Sir , according to the old Proverb , The Child was Born , and cryed , became Man , After fell Sick , and Died . Unc . Nay , Coufin , do not take it so heavily . Flow . Nay , I cannot weep you Extempory , marry some two or ...
Fath . I'faith Sir , according to the old Proverb , The Child was Born , and cryed , became Man , After fell Sick , and Died . Unc . Nay , Coufin , do not take it so heavily . Flow . Nay , I cannot weep you Extempory , marry some two or ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear, Volum 6 William Shakespeare Previsualització no disponible - 1999 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
Antony bear better Blood bring Brother Cafar Captain Char Cleo comes Crom Cromwell Daughter dead Death doth e'er Enter Exeunt Exit Eyes fair Faith fall farewel Fath Father fear felf fhall fhould fight Flow follow fome Fortune fpeak Friends ftand ftill fuch give Gods gone Hand hath Head hear Heart Heav'n Hodge hold Honour hope Husband I'll Italy keep King Knight Lady Lanc Land leave live look Lord Madam Mafter marry mean Mind moft Mony muft muſt Name ne'er never noble Peace Poft poor pray Prieft Queen SCENE Servant ſhall Soldiers Soul Sword tell thank thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thou thought true unto Wife World
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 2726 - 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 2663 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Pàgina 2674 - 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 2677 - 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 2729 - 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 2698 - 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 2789 - 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 2720 - 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 2769 - 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.