The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6 |
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Pàgina 2658
Nay come , tell Iras hers . Alex . We'll know all our Fortunes . Eno . Mine , and most of our Fortunes to night , shall be to go drunk to Bed . Iras . There's a Palm prefages Chastity , if nothing elfe , Char .
Nay come , tell Iras hers . Alex . We'll know all our Fortunes . Eno . Mine , and most of our Fortunes to night , shall be to go drunk to Bed . Iras . There's a Palm prefages Chastity , if nothing elfe , Char .
Pàgina 2669
He was not merry , Which feem'd to tell them , his remembrance lay In Egypt with his joy ; but between both . Oh heav'nly mingle ! Be'ft thou fad , or merry , The violence of either thee becomes , So do's it no Man elfe .
He was not merry , Which feem'd to tell them , his remembrance lay In Egypt with his joy ; but between both . Oh heav'nly mingle ! Be'ft thou fad , or merry , The violence of either thee becomes , So do's it no Man elfe .
Pàgina 2685
I will tell you ; The Barge fhe fat in , like a Burnish'd Throne Burnt on the water ; the Poop was beaten Gold , Purple the Sails , and fo perfumed , that The Winds were Love - fick . With them the Oars were Silver , Agr . Good ...
I will tell you ; The Barge fhe fat in , like a Burnish'd Throne Burnt on the water ; the Poop was beaten Gold , Purple the Sails , and fo perfumed , that The Winds were Love - fick . With them the Oars were Silver , Agr . Good ...
Pàgina 2685
Be pleas'd to tell us , For this is from the prefent now you talk , The offers we have fent youCaf . There's the point . Ant . Which do not be intreated to , but weigh What it is worth embrac'd . Caf . And what may follow To try a ...
Be pleas'd to tell us , For this is from the prefent now you talk , The offers we have fent youCaf . There's the point . Ant . Which do not be intreated to , but weigh What it is worth embrac'd . Caf . And what may follow To try a ...
Pàgina 2689
Go hang , Sir , hang ! tell me of that ? away ! Do as I bid you . Where's the Cup I call'd for ? Men . If for the fake of Merit thou wilt hear me , Rife from the Stool . Pom . I think thou'rt mad ; the matter ? Men .
Go hang , Sir , hang ! tell me of that ? away ! Do as I bid you . Where's the Cup I call'd for ? Men . If for the fake of Merit thou wilt hear me , Rife from the Stool . Pom . I think thou'rt mad ; the matter ? Men .
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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.