The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, Volum 7 |
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Pàgina 261
-What an ass it is Then thou dwell'st with daws too ? Cor . No , I serve not thy
master . 3. Serv . How , sir ! Do you meddle with my master ? Cor . Ay ; ' tis an
honefter service , than to meddle with thy mistress : Thou prat'ft , and prat'lt ; serve
with ...
-What an ass it is Then thou dwell'st with daws too ? Cor . No , I serve not thy
master . 3. Serv . How , sir ! Do you meddle with my master ? Cor . Ay ; ' tis an
honefter service , than to meddle with thy mistress : Thou prat'ft , and prat'lt ; serve
with ...
Pàgina 308
Being mechanical , you ought not walk , Upon a labouring day , without the fign of
your profeffion ? -Speak , what trade art thou ? 1. Cit . Why , fir , a carpenter . Mar.
Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What doft thou with thy best apparel ...
Being mechanical , you ought not walk , Upon a labouring day , without the fign of
your profeffion ? -Speak , what trade art thou ? 1. Cit . Why , fir , a carpenter . Mar.
Where is thy leather apron , and thy rule ? What doft thou with thy best apparel ...
Pàgina 398
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace ? upon my boy , That plays thee musick ? -Gentle
knave , good night ; I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee . If thou dost
nod , thou break'it thy instrument ; I'll take it from thee ; and , good boy , good
night .
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace ? upon my boy , That plays thee musick ? -Gentle
knave , good night ; I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee . If thou dost
nod , thou break'it thy instrument ; I'll take it from thee ; and , good boy , good
night .
Pàgina 483
Should I lie , madam ? Cleo . O , I would , thou didft ; So half my Egypt were
submerg'd , and made A cistern for scald snakes ! Go , get thee hence ; Had'ft
thou Narcissus in thy face , to me Thou would'It appear most ugly . He is married
? Mes .
Should I lie , madam ? Cleo . O , I would , thou didft ; So half my Egypt were
submerg'd , and made A cistern for scald snakes ! Go , get thee hence ; Had'ft
thou Narcissus in thy face , to me Thou would'It appear most ugly . He is married
? Mes .
Pàgina 493
Ant . With the health that Pompey gives him , else he is a very epicure . Pom . [ to
Menas aside . ) Go , hang , fir hang ! Tell me of that ? away ! Do as I bid you.-
Where's this cup I call'd for ? Men . If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me , Rise
...
Ant . With the health that Pompey gives him , else he is a very epicure . Pom . [ to
Menas aside . ) Go , hang , fir hang ! Tell me of that ? away ! Do as I bid you.-
Where's this cup I call'd for ? Men . If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me , Rise
...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
againſt Antony appears bear believe beſt better blood bring Brutus Cæfar Cæſar called cardinal cauſe Cleo Cleopatra common Coriolanus death editors enemies Enter Exeunt eyes face fall fear fight firſt fortune friends give given gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry himſelf honour JOHNSON king lady leave live look lord madam MALONE Marcius Mark matter means mind moſt muſt nature never night noble old copy once paſſage peace perhaps perſon play poor pray preſent queen Roman Rome ſaid ſame ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſenſe Shakſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpeak ſtand STEEVENS ſuch ſword tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought true unto uſed WARBURTON wife
Passatges populars
Pàgina 374 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Pàgina 372 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Pàgina 371 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Pàgina 91 - 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 317 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pàgina 377 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Pàgina 367 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Pàgina 375 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look! in this place ran Cassius...
Pàgina 316 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Pàgina 561 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to ..., Volum 7 The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | H. Baldwin, 1790 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalitzat el | 28 Des. 2006 |
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