The Works of Shakespear: Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. The merchant of Venice. Love's labour's lostRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Pàgina 5
... Exit . Efcal . I fhall defire you , Sir , to give me leave To have free speech with you ; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my Place : A pow'r I have , but of what strength and nature I am not yet instructed . Ang . ' Tis fo ...
... Exit . Efcal . I fhall defire you , Sir , to give me leave To have free speech with you ; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my Place : A pow'r I have , but of what strength and nature I am not yet instructed . Ang . ' Tis fo ...
Pàgina 8
... Exit . Manet Bawd . Bawd . Thus , what with the war , what with the fweat , what with the gallows , and what with poverty , I am cuftom - fhrunk . How now ? what's the news with you ? # SCENE V. Enter Clown . ONDER man is carry'd to ...
... Exit . Manet Bawd . Bawd . Thus , what with the war , what with the fweat , what with the gallows , and what with poverty , I am cuftom - fhrunk . How now ? what's the news with you ? # SCENE V. Enter Clown . ONDER man is carry'd to ...
Pàgina 14
... Exit Franc . Ifab . Peace and profperity ! who is't that calls ? Enter Lucio . Lucio . Hail , virgin , ( if you be ) as those cheek- rofes Proclaim you are no lefs ; can you As bring me to the fight of Isabella , fo ftead me , A novice ...
... Exit Franc . Ifab . Peace and profperity ! who is't that calls ? Enter Lucio . Lucio . Hail , virgin , ( if you be ) as those cheek- rofes Proclaim you are no lefs ; can you As bring me to the fight of Isabella , fo ftead me , A novice ...
Pàgina 18
... Exit Prov . Efcal . Well , heav'n forgive him ! and forgive us all ! Some rife by fin , and fome by virtue fall : Some run through brakes of vice , and answer none ; And fome condemned for a fault alone . Elb . SCENE II . Enter Elbow ...
... Exit Prov . Efcal . Well , heav'n forgive him ! and forgive us all ! Some rife by fin , and fome by virtue fall : Some run through brakes of vice , and answer none ; And fome condemned for a fault alone . Elb . SCENE II . Enter Elbow ...
Pàgina 21
... Exit Angelo . Now , Sir , come on : what was done to Elbow's wife , once more ? Clown . Once , Sir ? there was nothing done to her once . Elb . I beseech you , Sir , ask him what this man did to my wife . Clown . I befeech your Honour ...
... Exit Angelo . Now , Sir , come on : what was done to Elbow's wife , once more ? Clown . Once , Sir ? there was nothing done to her once . Elb . I beseech you , Sir , ask him what this man did to my wife . Clown . I befeech your Honour ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
againſt Angelo anſwer Anth Anthonio Baff Baffanio Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Biron Bora Borachio Boyet brother chufe Claud Claudio Clown Coft Coftard Coufin defire doft thou Dogb doth ducats Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady faſhion father fhall fhame fhew fhould firft firſt fome fool foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet give grace hath hear heart heav'n Hero himſelf honour houſe huſband Ifab itſelf Jeffica juftice King lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato lord Lucio Madam mafter maid marry meaſure moft moſt Moth mufic muft muſt myſelf Neriffa night Pedro pleaſe Pompey praiſe pray preſent prifon Prince Prov purpoſe reaſon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shylock Signior Solarino ſpeak ſuch tell thee theſe thoſe thou art thouſand troth uſe wife word yourſelf
Passatges populars
Pàgina 313 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Pàgina 242 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Pàgina 250 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Pàgina 347 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Pàgina 4 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Pàgina 192 - 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 190 - 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 149 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Pàgina 192 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say Shylock, we would have moneys...
Pàgina 183 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.