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Pàgina 14
Honest Ventidius : you mistake my love , I gave it freely ever , and there's none
Can truly fay he gives , if he receives : If our ... hollow welcomes , Recanting
goodness , forry ere ' tis shown : But where there is true friendship , there needs
none .
Honest Ventidius : you mistake my love , I gave it freely ever , and there's none
Can truly fay he gives , if he receives : If our ... hollow welcomes , Recanting
goodness , forry ere ' tis shown : But where there is true friendship , there needs
none .
Pàgina 99
In troth , there's wondrous things spoke of him . ... I'th ' shoulder , and i'th ' left arm
; there will be large cicatrices to thew the people , when he shall stand for his
place . ... Men , One i'th ' neck , and one too i'th ' thigh ; there's nine that I know .
In troth , there's wondrous things spoke of him . ... I'th ' shoulder , and i'th ' left arm
; there will be large cicatrices to thew the people , when he shall stand for his
place . ... Men , One i'th ' neck , and one too i'th ' thigh ; there's nine that I know .
Pàgina 158
for such things as you , I can scarce think there's any , y'are so Night . He that
hath a will to die by himself , fears it not from another : let your General do his
worst . For you , be what you are , long ! and your misery encrease with your age !
for such things as you , I can scarce think there's any , y'are so Night . He that
hath a will to die by himself , fears it not from another : let your General do his
worst . For you , be what you are , long ! and your misery encrease with your age !
Pàgina 162
There's no man in the world More bound to's mother , yet here he lets mę pratę
Like one i'th ' stocks . Thou'st never in thy life Shew'd thy dear mother any
courtesie ; When she ( poor hen ) fond of no second brood , Has cluck'd thee to
the wars ...
There's no man in the world More bound to's mother , yet here he lets mę pratę
Like one i'th ' stocks . Thou'st never in thy life Shew'd thy dear mother any
courtesie ; When she ( poor hen ) fond of no second brood , Has cluck'd thee to
the wars ...
Pàgina 187
There's a bargain made . Now know you ... For now this fearful night , There is no
stir , or walking in the streets ; And the complexion of the element Is feav'rous ,
like the work we have in hand , Most bloody , fiery , and most terrible . Enter
Cinna ...
There's a bargain made . Now know you ... For now this fearful night , There is no
stir , or walking in the streets ; And the complexion of the element Is feav'rous ,
like the work we have in hand , Most bloody , fiery , and most terrible . Enter
Cinna ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 188 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Pàgina 198 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Pàgina 241 - 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 179 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 178 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Pàgina 223 - And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Pàgina 216 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Pàgina 178 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Pàgina 245 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Pàgina 211 - Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? 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. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. Volum 7 de The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer], sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart) |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart) |
| Publicat | 1747 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 3 Jul. 2007 |
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