The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 5
... Keep then this paffage to the Capitol ; And fuffer not difhonour to approach Th ' imperial feat , to virtue confecrate , To juftice , continence , and nobility : This is one of the Plays which ought not to be look'd upon to be of ...
... Keep then this paffage to the Capitol ; And fuffer not difhonour to approach Th ' imperial feat , to virtue confecrate , To juftice , continence , and nobility : This is one of the Plays which ought not to be look'd upon to be of ...
Pàgina 13
... keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you pass not here . Tit . What ! villain - boy , Barr'ft me my way in Rome ? Mut . Help , Lucius , help . [ He kills him . Luc . My Lord ...
... keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you pass not here . Tit . What ! villain - boy , Barr'ft me my way in Rome ? Mut . Help , Lucius , help . [ He kills him . Luc . My Lord ...
Pàgina 20
... keep the peace . Dem . Why , boy , although our mother ( unadvis'd ) Gave you a dancing rapier by your fide , Are you fo defperate grown to threat your friends ? Go to have your lath glued within your sheath , ' Till you know better how ...
... keep the peace . Dem . Why , boy , although our mother ( unadvis'd ) Gave you a dancing rapier by your fide , Are you fo defperate grown to threat your friends ? Go to have your lath glued within your sheath , ' Till you know better how ...
Pàgina 24
... keeping cave , We may each wreathed in the other's arms , ( Our paftimes done ) poffefs a golden flumber , Whilft hounds and horns , and sweet melodious birds , Be unto us as is a nurfe's fong Of lullaby , to bring her babe afleep . Aar ...
... keeping cave , We may each wreathed in the other's arms , ( Our paftimes done ) poffefs a golden flumber , Whilft hounds and horns , and sweet melodious birds , Be unto us as is a nurfe's fong Of lullaby , to bring her babe afleep . Aar ...
Pàgina 27
... Tis prefent death I beg , and one thing more , That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : O keep me from their worse - than - killing lust , And And tumble me into fome loathfome pit , Where never TITUS ANDRONICUS . 27.
... Tis prefent death I beg , and one thing more , That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : O keep me from their worse - than - killing lust , And And tumble me into fome loathfome pit , Where never TITUS ANDRONICUS . 27.
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The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1747 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
Achilles Afide Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Baffianus Banquo blood brother Calchas Clot Cloten Creffid Cymbeline defire Diomede doft doth Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe falfe fear felf fervice fhall fhew fhould fight flain fleep fome fons forrow foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword Goths Guiderius hand hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen King Lady Lavinia Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach mafter Marcus Menelaus moft muft muſt Neft noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus prefent Priam Prince purpoſe Queen reafon Roffe Rome Saturnine SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Titus Titus Andronicus Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf what's whofe Witch
Passatges populars
Pàgina 191 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Pàgina 206 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Pàgina 83 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Pàgina 91 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Pàgina 85 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Pàgina 111 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog...
Pàgina 106 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Pàgina 103 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Pàgina 127 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Pàgina 91 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.