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
... Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou should't know There were a Heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , Queen ; The ftrong neceffity of time , commands O M. Antony . Octavius Cæfar ...
... Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou should't know There were a Heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , Queen ; The ftrong neceffity of time , commands O M. Antony . Octavius Cæfar ...
Pàgina 2663
... thou the greatest Soldier of the World , Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou fhould't know There were a Heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , Queen ; The ftrong neceffity of time ...
... thou the greatest Soldier of the World , Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou fhould't know There were a Heart in Egypt . Ant . Hear me , Queen ; The ftrong neceffity of time ...
Pàgina 2669
... art thou unlike Mark Antony ? | Yet coming from him , that great Med'cine hath With his Tin & t gilded thee . How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ? Alex . Laft thing he did , dear Queen , He kift the last of many doubled kiffes , This ...
... art thou unlike Mark Antony ? | Yet coming from him , that great Med'cine hath With his Tin & t gilded thee . How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ? Alex . Laft thing he did , dear Queen , He kift the last of many doubled kiffes , This ...
Pàgina 2675
... Thou art a Soldier , only fpeak no more . Eno . That truth fhould be filent , I had almoft forgot . Ant . You wrong ... Thou haft a Sifter by thy Mother's fide , Admir'd Octavia ! Great Mark Antony Is now a Widower . Caf . Say not fo ...
... Thou art a Soldier , only fpeak no more . Eno . That truth fhould be filent , I had almoft forgot . Ant . You wrong ... Thou haft a Sifter by thy Mother's fide , Admir'd Octavia ! Great Mark Antony Is now a Widower . Caf . Say not fo ...
Pàgina 2679
... thy Angel Becomes a fear ; as being o'erpower'd , and therefore Make space enough between you . Ant . Speak this no more . Sooth . To none but thee , no more , but when to thee , If thou doft play with him at any Game , Thou art fure to ...
... thy Angel Becomes a fear ; as being o'erpower'd , and therefore Make space enough between you . Ant . Speak this no more . Sooth . To none but thee , no more , but when to thee , If thou doft play with him at any Game , Thou art fure to ...
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.