Pearls of Shakspeare, a collection of the most brilliant passages found in his plays, illustr. by K. Meadows |
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Pàgina iv
... ..... 51 Love Froward and Dissembling 52 Love compared to an April Day 52 An accomplished Young Gentle- Counsel of no weight in Misery 36 man 52 64 PAGE PAGE A Lover's Banishment 52 A Garland for Middle iv CONTENTS .
... ..... 51 Love Froward and Dissembling 52 Love compared to an April Day 52 An accomplished Young Gentle- Counsel of no weight in Misery 36 man 52 64 PAGE PAGE A Lover's Banishment 52 A Garland for Middle iv CONTENTS .
Pàgina vii
... Young Females ...... 104 Soliloquy on Life and Death ...... 105 Calumny Midnight .... 106 ... 106 The King's despairing Soliloquy 106 Hamlet and his Mother PAGE Macbeth's Irresolution 126 ....... 126 The Murdering Scene The Banquet ...
... Young Females ...... 104 Soliloquy on Life and Death ...... 105 Calumny Midnight .... 106 ... 106 The King's despairing Soliloquy 106 Hamlet and his Mother PAGE Macbeth's Irresolution 126 ....... 126 The Murdering Scene The Banquet ...
Pàgina 7
... young and fair , They have the gift to know it : and in his brain , — Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage , —he hath strange places cramm'd With observation , the which he vents In mangled forms . A TENDER PETITION ...
... young and fair , They have the gift to know it : and in his brain , — Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage , —he hath strange places cramm'd With observation , the which he vents In mangled forms . A TENDER PETITION ...
Pàgina 27
... young - eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But , whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in , we cannot hear it . MERCY . The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth , as the gentle rain from ...
... young - eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But , whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in , we cannot hear it . MERCY . The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth , as the gentle rain from ...
Pàgina 30
... young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on , In maiden meditation , fancy free . * Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower ...
... young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on , In maiden meditation , fancy free . * Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
alack art thou Banquo bear beauty blessed blood blow brain breath brow Brutus Cæsar cheek choughs Cold fearful CORDELIA CORIOLANUS cowslip crown dagger dead dear death Desdemona Doct doth dream ears earth eyes fair farewell father fear fire fool friends gentle Ghost give gold grief Hamlet hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hour Iago iron tongue king kiss Lady Lady Macbeth look lord love's lover Macb Macd maid mercy mighty heart Mira moon murder ne'er never night noble Numbers o'er pity pluck poor Queen quoth RICHARD III Romeo scapes sighs sleep smile soft soul speak spirit steal strange swear sweet Sycorax tears tell thee There's thine thou art thou dost thou hast thought thunder tongue true twixt unto virtue weep wilt wind words wouldst wound youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 116 - 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.
Pàgina 92 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Pàgina 107 - In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice ; And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above : There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature ; and we ourselves compell'd, -Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.
Pàgina 27 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pàgina 26 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Pàgina 108 - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty, Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love And sets a blister there, makes marriage vows As false as dicers
Pàgina 152 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice. Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two And sleeps again.
Pàgina 30 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Pàgina 146 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Pàgina 90 - ... 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 ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...