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Pàgina 7
After Gon . and Reg . have fartered him with extravagant declarations of the most unbounded love ; Cor . from the fincerity of her heart tells him she can love him no more than in duty bound . Upon which Lear difclaims her as his child ...
After Gon . and Reg . have fartered him with extravagant declarations of the most unbounded love ; Cor . from the fincerity of her heart tells him she can love him no more than in duty bound . Upon which Lear difclaims her as his child ...
Pàgina 5
In my true heart I find , she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious i square of sense k possesses , And W The qu's read a for as ; and * Friend ...
In my true heart I find , she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious i square of sense k possesses , And W The qu's read a for as ; and * Friend ...
Pàgina 7
Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth . I love your majesty According to my bond , ynor more nor less . Lear . 2 How , how , Cordelia ? mend your speech a little , Left a it may mar your fortunes . Cor .
Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth . I love your majesty According to my bond , ynor more nor less . Lear . 2 How , how , Cordelia ? mend your speech a little , Left a it may mar your fortunes . Cor .
Pàgina 8
The b mysteries of Hecate , and the i night , By all the k operations of the orbs , From whom we do exist , and cease to be , Here I disclaim all my paternal care , Propinquity and property of blood , And as a stranger to my heart and ...
The b mysteries of Hecate , and the i night , By all the k operations of the orbs , From whom we do exist , and cease to be , Here I disclaim all my paternal care , Propinquity and property of blood , And as a stranger to my heart and ...
Pàgina 25
My son Edgar ! had he a hand to write this ! a heart and brain to breed it in ! * When came this to you ? who brought it ? Edm . It was not brought me , my lord ; there's the cunning of it . I found it thrown in at the casement of my ...
My son Edgar ! had he a hand to write this ! a heart and brain to breed it in ! * When came this to you ? who brought it ? Edm . It was not brought me , my lord ; there's the cunning of it . I found it thrown in at the casement of my ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 108 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Pàgina 117 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Pàgina 2 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Pàgina 95 - But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Pàgina 4 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pàgina 73 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | Othello, the Moor of Venice: A Tragedy Hamlet. With alterations and travestie Volum 1,Edició 2 de [Shakespeare, W. [Tragedies] 1770-74 |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | W. Bowyer and J. Nichols, and sold by W. Owen, 1770 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalitzat el | 13 Febr. 2007 |
| Nre. de pàgines | 133 pàgines |
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