The Works of Shakespear: The tempest. A midsummer-night's dream. The two gentlemen of Verona. The merry wives of WindsorRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Pàgina 153
... . UT say , Lucetta , now we are alone , Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in Jul . B H5 Luc . Ay , madam , so you stumble not. love ? Luc . * Oh that she would speak like an ould Woman The Two Gentlemen of Verona . 153.
... . UT say , Lucetta , now we are alone , Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in Jul . B H5 Luc . Ay , madam , so you stumble not. love ? Luc . * Oh that she would speak like an ould Woman The Two Gentlemen of Verona . 153.
Pàgina 154
... madam ; ' tis a passing shame , That I , unworthy body as I am , Should cenfure thus on lovely gentlemen . Jul . Why not on Protheus , as of all the rest ? Luc . Then thus ; of many good , I think him best . Jul . Your reason ? Luc . I ...
... madam ; ' tis a passing shame , That I , unworthy body as I am , Should cenfure thus on lovely gentlemen . Jul . Why not on Protheus , as of all the rest ? Luc . Then thus ; of many good , I think him best . Jul . Your reason ? Luc . I ...
Pàgina 156
... Madam , it will not lie , where it concerns ; Unless it have a false interpreter . Jul . Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhime . Luc . That I might fing it , madam , to a tune : Give me a note ; your ladyship can fet . Jul . As ...
... Madam , it will not lie , where it concerns ; Unless it have a false interpreter . Jul . Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhime . Luc . That I might fing it , madam , to a tune : Give me a note ; your ladyship can fet . Jul . As ...
Pàgina 157
... Madam , dinner is ready , and your father stays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , shall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If thou respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down ...
... Madam , dinner is ready , and your father stays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , shall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If thou respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down ...
Pàgina 161
... Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia ! Val . How now , Sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , Sir . Val . Why , Sir , who bad you call her ? Speed . Your worship , Sir , or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed ...
... Madam Silvia ! Madam Silvia ! Val . How now , Sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , Sir . Val . Why , Sir , who bad you call her ? Speed . Your worship , Sir , or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Pàgina 146 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Pàgina 109 - The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.
Pàgina 134 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact :' One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Pàgina 69 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Pàgina 64 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Pàgina 134 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Pàgina 93 - The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'da beard: The fold stands empty in the drowned field, And crows are fatted with the murrain flock; The nine men's morris* is fill'd up with mud ; And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, For lack of tread, are undistinguishable...
Pàgina 29 - ... the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Pàgina 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.