The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volum 7Charles Knight, 1851 |
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Pàgina 3
... holds his prisoners fast ; and when he comes to the Prince , with " Marry , sir , they have committed false report ; more- over , they have spoken untruths ; secondarily , they are slanders ; sixth and lastly , they have belied a lady ...
... holds his prisoners fast ; and when he comes to the Prince , with " Marry , sir , they have committed false report ; more- over , they have spoken untruths ; secondarily , they are slanders ; sixth and lastly , they have belied a lady ...
Pàgina 7
... hold friends with you , lady . BEAT . Do , good friend . LEON . You'll ne'er run mad , niece . . Five wits . Shakspere here uses the term wits in the sense of intellectual powers . In his 141st Sonnet he distinguishes between the five ...
... hold friends with you , lady . BEAT . Do , good friend . LEON . You'll ne'er run mad , niece . . Five wits . Shakspere here uses the term wits in the sense of intellectual powers . In his 141st Sonnet he distinguishes between the five ...
Pàgina 12
... hold it as a dream , till it appear itself : —but I will acquaint my daughter withal , that she may be the better prepared for an answer , if peradventure this be true . Go you , and tell her of it . [ Several persons cross the stage ...
... hold it as a dream , till it appear itself : —but I will acquaint my daughter withal , that she may be the better prepared for an answer , if peradventure this be true . Go you , and tell her of it . [ Several persons cross the stage ...
Pàgina 16
... hold it a sin to match in my kindred . LEON . Daughter , remember what I told you : if the prince do solicit you in that kind , you know your answer . BEAT . The fault will be in the music , cousin , if you be not wooed in good time ...
... hold it a sin to match in my kindred . LEON . Daughter , remember what I told you : if the prince do solicit you in that kind , you know your answer . BEAT . The fault will be in the music , cousin , if you be not wooed in good time ...
Pàgina 20
... hold three words ' conference with this harpy : You have no employment for me ? D. PEDRO . None , but to desire your good company . BENE . O God , sir , here's a dish I love not ; I cannot endure my lady Tongue . In the quarto , good ...
... hold three words ' conference with this harpy : You have no employment for me ? D. PEDRO . None , but to desire your good company . BENE . O God , sir , here's a dish I love not ; I cannot endure my lady Tongue . In the quarto , good ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 27 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Pàgina 190 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pàgina 369 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Pàgina 556 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Pàgina 203 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pàgina 426 - Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past. Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt, or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others...
Pàgina 252 - It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is over-rul'd by fate. When two are stript long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: The reason no man knows ; let it suffice, What we behold is censur'd by our eyes.