Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew |
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Pàgina 2
Malone places the date of the composition of this play in 1598 , Chalmers supposed it to have been written in 1597 , and to this opinion Dr. Drake gives his sanction . It appears , from a passage in Stephen Gosson's School of Abuse ...
Malone places the date of the composition of this play in 1598 , Chalmers supposed it to have been written in 1597 , and to this opinion Dr. Drake gives his sanction . It appears , from a passage in Stephen Gosson's School of Abuse ...
Pàgina 3
taking more or less than a pound of flesh , and the shedding of blood , together with the after incident of the ring , are common to the novel and the play . The whetting of the knife might perhaps be taken from the ballad of Gernutus .
taking more or less than a pound of flesh , and the shedding of blood , together with the after incident of the ring , are common to the novel and the play . The whetting of the knife might perhaps be taken from the ballad of Gernutus .
Pàgina 7
Believe me , you are marvellously chang'd . Ant . I hold the world but as the world , Gratiano ; A stage , where every man must play a part , And mine a sad one . > a Gra . Let me play the fool : With mirth SC . I. 7 VENICE .
Believe me , you are marvellously chang'd . Ant . I hold the world but as the world , Gratiano ; A stage , where every man must play a part , And mine a sad one . > a Gra . Let me play the fool : With mirth SC . I. 7 VENICE .
Pàgina 8
Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine , Than my heart cool with mortifying groans . Why should a man , whose blood is warm within , Sit like his grandsire cut in ...
Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine , Than my heart cool with mortifying groans . Why should a man , whose blood is warm within , Sit like his grandsire cut in ...
Pàgina 12
Ay , that's a colts , indeed , for he doth nothing but talk of his horse ; and he makes it a great appropriation to his own good parts , that he can shoe him himself : I am much afraid , my lady his mother play'd false with a smith .
Ay , that's a colts , indeed , for he doth nothing but talk of his horse ; and he makes it a great appropriation to his own good parts , that he can shoe him himself : I am much afraid , my lady his mother play'd false with a smith .
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Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that end's well. Taming of ... William Shakespeare,Thomas Bowdler Visualització completa - 1820 |
Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; All's well that ends well ; Taming of ... William Shakespeare,Henry Norman Hudson Visualització completa - 1864 |
Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that end's well. Taming of ... William Shakespeare,Thomas Bowdler Visualització completa - 1820 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 49 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Pàgina 129 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pàgina 95 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended, and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Pàgina 49 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew : Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick...
Pàgina 16 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the Devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following, but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Pàgina 20 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Pàgina 17 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Pàgina 149 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Pàgina 103 - Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast; And yet he robs me of my rest: Ah, wanton, will ye?
Pàgina 143 - twill be eleven/ And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe And then from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.