The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, 1740 |
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Pàgina 8
... fool , folely a coward ; Yet thefe fix'd evils fit fo fit in him , That they take place , when virtue's fteely bones Look bleak in the cold wind ; full oft we fee Cold wisdom waiting on fuperfluous folly . Par . Save you , fair Queen ...
... fool , folely a coward ; Yet thefe fix'd evils fit fo fit in him , That they take place , when virtue's fteely bones Look bleak in the cold wind ; full oft we fee Cold wisdom waiting on fuperfluous folly . Par . Save you , fair Queen ...
Pàgina 31
... fool in a queftion , hoping to be the wifer by your answer . pray you , Sir , are you a courtier ? I Clo . O lord , Sir- there's a fimple putting off : more , more , a hundred of them . Count . Sir , I am a poor friend of yours , that ...
... fool in a queftion , hoping to be the wifer by your answer . pray you , Sir , are you a courtier ? I Clo . O lord , Sir- there's a fimple putting off : more , more , a hundred of them . Count . Sir , I am a poor friend of yours , that ...
Pàgina 32
... fool . Clo . O lord , Sir - why , there't ferves well again . Count . An end , Sir ; to your bufinefs : give Helen this , And urge her to a prefent anfwer back . Commend me to my kinfmen , and my fon : This is not much . Clo . Not much ...
... fool . Clo . O lord , Sir - why , there't ferves well again . Count . An end , Sir ; to your bufinefs : give Helen this , And urge her to a prefent anfwer back . Commend me to my kinfmen , and my fon : This is not much . Clo . Not much ...
Pàgina 42
... fool , I have found thee . Clo . Did you find me in yourself , Sir ? or were you taught to find me ? the fearch , Sir , was profitable , and much fool may you find in you , even to the world's pleasure , and the encrease of laughter ...
... fool , I have found thee . Clo . Did you find me in yourself , Sir ? or were you taught to find me ? the fearch , Sir , was profitable , and much fool may you find in you , even to the world's pleasure , and the encrease of laughter ...
Pàgina 64
... fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars be- fore it and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of . [ Afide . Par . What the devil fhould ...
... fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars be- fore it and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of . [ Afide . Par . What the devil fhould ...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes ; Collated with the ..., Volum 3 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1740 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 70 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 137 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Pàgina 384 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Pàgina 295 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Pàgina 384 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Pàgina 283 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Pàgina 101 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Pàgina 419 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.