The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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Pàgina 3
... with speechless tongues , and semblance pale , That , without covering , fave yon field of stars , They here ftand martyrs , flain in Cupid's wars ; B 2 And And with dead cheeks advise thee to defift , For Ac t . 3 PRINCE OF tyre .
... with speechless tongues , and semblance pale , That , without covering , fave yon field of stars , They here ftand martyrs , flain in Cupid's wars ; B 2 And And with dead cheeks advise thee to defift , For Ac t . 3 PRINCE OF tyre .
Pàgina 4
William Shakespeare. And with dead cheeks advise thee to defift , For going on death's net , whom none resist . Per . Antiochus , I thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And by those fearful objects to prepare ...
William Shakespeare. And with dead cheeks advise thee to defift , For going on death's net , whom none resist . Per . Antiochus , I thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And by those fearful objects to prepare ...
Pàgina 8
... dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him fure : fo farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ! till Pericles be dead , My heart can lend no fuccour to my head . [ Exit ...
... dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him fure : fo farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ! till Pericles be dead , My heart can lend no fuccour to my head . [ Exit ...
Pàgina 17
... dead . All . The gods of Greece protect you ! And we'll pray for you . Per . Rife , I pray you , rise ; We do not look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when any shall not ...
... dead . All . The gods of Greece protect you ! And we'll pray for you . Per . Rife , I pray you , rise ; We do not look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when any shall not ...
Pàgina 22
... dead , For I am a man , pray fee me buried . 1 Fish . Die quoth - a ? Now gods forbid ! I have a gown here ; come , put it on ; keep thee warm . Now , afore me , a handsome fellow ! Come , thou shalt go home , and we'll have flesh for ...
... dead , For I am a man , pray fee me buried . 1 Fish . Die quoth - a ? Now gods forbid ! I have a gown here ; come , put it on ; keep thee warm . Now , afore me , a handsome fellow ! Come , thou shalt go home , and we'll have flesh for ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
Passatges populars
Pàgina 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Pàgina 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pàgina 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Pàgina 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Pàgina 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Pàgina 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Pàgina 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Pàgina 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Pàgina 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Pàgina 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.