Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard the second. King Henry the fourth, pt. 1stCharles C. Little and James Brown, 1844 |
Des de l'interior del llibre
Resultats 1 - 5 de 27.
Pàgina 37
... witch ! Hence with her , out o ' door ! A most intelligencing bawd ! Paul . I am as ignorant in that , as you Not so . In so entitling me ; and no less honest Than you are mad ; which is enough , I'll warrant , As this world goes , to ...
... witch ! Hence with her , out o ' door ! A most intelligencing bawd ! Paul . I am as ignorant in that , as you Not so . In so entitling me ; and no less honest Than you are mad ; which is enough , I'll warrant , As this world goes , to ...
Pàgina 119
... witches , that deform the body ; Disguised cheaters , prating mountebanks , And many such like liberties of sin.3 If it prove so , I will be gone the sooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go seek this slave ; I greatly fear my money is not ...
... witches , that deform the body ; Disguised cheaters , prating mountebanks , And many such like liberties of sin.3 If it prove so , I will be gone the sooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go seek this slave ; I greatly fear my money is not ...
Pàgina 140
... witch ; and , I think , if my breast had not been made of faith , 1 and my heart of steel , she had transformed me ... witches do inhabit here ; And therefore ' tis high time that I were hence . She that doth call me husband , even my ...
... witch ; and , I think , if my breast had not been made of faith , 1 and my heart of steel , she had transformed me ... witches do inhabit here ; And therefore ' tis high time that I were hence . She that doth call me husband , even my ...
Pàgina 150
... witch ! us go . Come , Dromio , let Dro . S. Fly pride , says the peacock . Mistress , that you know . [ Exeunt ANT . and DRO . Cour . Now , out of doubt , Antipholus is mad Else would he never so demean himself . A ring he hath of mine ...
... witch ! us go . Come , Dromio , let Dro . S. Fly pride , says the peacock . Mistress , that you know . [ Exeunt ANT . and DRO . Cour . Now , out of doubt , Antipholus is mad Else would he never so demean himself . A ring he hath of mine ...
Pàgina 156
... witches are afraid of swords . Dro . S. She , that would be your wife , now ran from you . Ant . S. Come to the ... witch . Ant . S. I will not stay to - night for all the town ; Therefore away , to get our stuff aboard . [ Exeunt ...
... witches are afraid of swords . Dro . S. She , that would be your wife , now ran from you . Ant . S. Come to the ... witch . Ant . S. I will not stay to - night for all the town ; Therefore away , to get our stuff aboard . [ Exeunt ...
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. Richard II. Henry IV, pt. 1 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1836 |
Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard the second ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1844 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Autolycus Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death deed dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Henry Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shalt shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word York
Passatges populars
Pàgina 66 - Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried,
Pàgina 190 - ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 3 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, 4
Pàgina 201 - I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again, I dare not. Macb. I'll go no more. Give me the daggers. The sleeping, and the dead, Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood, That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, Lady M. Infirm of purpose ! 2 Sleave is unwrought silk, sometimes, also,
Pàgina 249 - Doct. Foul whisperings are abroad; unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles; infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. More needs she the divine, than the physician.— God, God, forgive us all! Look after her ; Remove from her the means of all annoyance, And still keep eyes upon her.—So, good night.
Pàgina 224 - what say'st thou to this circumstance? Thus, in Macbeth's address to his wife, on the first appearance of Banquo's ghost:— Stepped in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head, that will to hand; Which must be acted, ere they may be scanned. Lady M. You lack the season
Pàgina 186 - They are not yet come back. But I have spoke With one that saw him die ; who did report, That very frankly he confessed his treasons ; Implored your highness' pardon; and set forth A deep repentance. Nothing in his life Became him, like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death,
Pàgina 194 - dressed yourself? Hath it slept since ? And wakes it now to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time, Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valor, As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that 1
Pàgina 261 - be measured by his worth, for then It hath no end. Siw. Had he his hurts before ? Rosse. Ay, on the front. Siw. Why, then, God's soldier be he! Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death. 1 And so his knell is knolled.
Pàgina 354 - 1 — 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. [Exeunt. 1
Pàgina 230 - Enter HECATE and the other three Witches. Hec. O, well done ! I commend your pains; And every one shall share i'the gains. And now about the caldron sing, Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in. SONG.i Black spirits and white, Red spirits and gray; Mingle, mingle, mingle, You thai mingle may.