The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Volum 5 |
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Pàgina 10
... head , and trembling ftands aloof , While all is fhared , and all is borne away , Ready to ftarve , and dares not touch his own . So York muft fit , and fret , and bite his tongue , While his own lands are bargain'd for , and fold ...
... head , and trembling ftands aloof , While all is fhared , and all is borne away , Ready to ftarve , and dares not touch his own . So York muft fit , and fret , and bite his tongue , While his own lands are bargain'd for , and fold ...
Pàgina 11
... head , Whofe church - like humour fits not for a Crown . Then , York , be ftill a while , till time do ferve ; Watch thou , and wake when others be asleep , To pry into the fecrets of the State ; Till Henry , furfeiting in joys of love ...
... head , Whofe church - like humour fits not for a Crown . Then , York , be ftill a while , till time do ferve ; Watch thou , and wake when others be asleep , To pry into the fecrets of the State ; Till Henry , furfeiting in joys of love ...
Pàgina 12
... head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to heaven ; And never more ...
... head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to heaven ; And never more ...
Pàgina 17
... head ; That were a ftate fit for his holiness ! Suf . Madam , be patient ; as I was the caufe Your Highness came to England , fo will I In England work your Grace's full content . Q. Mar. Befide the proud Protector , have we Beauford Th ...
... head ; That were a ftate fit for his holiness ! Suf . Madam , be patient ; as I was the caufe Your Highness came to England , fo will I In England work your Grace's full content . Q. Mar. Befide the proud Protector , have we Beauford Th ...
Pàgina 19
... head . [ Exit Glo'fter . The Queen drops her fan . Give me my fan , what , minion ? can ye not ? [ Gives the Dutchefs a box on the ear . I cry you mercy , Madam ; was it you ? Elean . Was't I ? yea , I it was , proud French- woman ...
... head . [ Exit Glo'fter . The Queen drops her fan . Give me my fan , what , minion ? can ye not ? [ Gives the Dutchefs a box on the ear . I cry you mercy , Madam ; was it you ? Elean . Was't I ? yea , I it was , proud French- woman ...
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The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., Volum 5 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1768 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 243 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Pàgina 156 - To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Pàgina 452 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 417 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pàgina 455 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pàgina 455 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Pàgina 452 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pàgina 464 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting— Which was a sin— yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford! One of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Pàgina 230 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pàgina 456 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...