The plays of william shakespeare. |
Des de l'interior del llibre
Resultats 1 - 5 de 5.
Pàgina 19
Tut ! tut ! you saw her fair , none elle being by , Herself pois'd with herself , in
either eye ; But in those crystal scales , let there be weigh'd Your lady - love
against some other maid , That I will shew you , shining at this feast , And she will
shew ...
Tut ! tut ! you saw her fair , none elle being by , Herself pois'd with herself , in
either eye ; But in those crystal scales , let there be weigh'd Your lady - love
against some other maid , That I will shew you , shining at this feast , And she will
shew ...
Pàgina 181
It was against your Highness : Whereat griev'd , That fo his fickness , age , and
impotence Was falsely borne in hand , fends out Arrests On Fontinbras ; which he
, in brief , obeys ; Receives rebuke from Norway ; and , in fine , Makes vow before
...
It was against your Highness : Whereat griev'd , That fo his fickness , age , and
impotence Was falsely borne in hand , fends out Arrests On Fontinbras ; which he
, in brief , obeys ; Receives rebuke from Norway ; and , in fine , Makes vow before
...
Pàgina 239
If damned custom have not braz'd it for That it is proof and bulwark against fense .
Queen . What haye I done , that thou dar'st wag thy tongue In noise so rude
against me ? Ham . Such an act , That blùrs the grace and blush of modesty ;
Calls ...
If damned custom have not braz'd it for That it is proof and bulwark against fense .
Queen . What haye I done , that thou dar'st wag thy tongue In noise so rude
against me ? Ham . Such an act , That blùrs the grace and blush of modesty ;
Calls ...
Pàgina 254
Goes it against the main of Poland , Sir , Or for some frontier ? 3 Houe'er m : hap ,
my jays will tom , be rhymed . Perhaps he ne'er begin . ] This being the wrote ,
termination of a scene , mould , Horve'er my hopes , my joys are according to our
...
Goes it against the main of Poland , Sir , Or for some frontier ? 3 Houe'er m : hap ,
my jays will tom , be rhymed . Perhaps he ne'er begin . ] This being the wrote ,
termination of a scene , mould , Horve'er my hopes , my joys are according to our
...
Pàgina 383
Tho ' other things grow fair against the Sun , Yet 3 1 1 ARB , 3 Pll pour this
pestilence ] 6 T ho other things grozu fair Poftilence , for poiion . WA against the
Sun , 4 Thai lhe repeals him : ] Yet fruits , ' that blogom fil , That is , recalls him .
will first ...
Tho ' other things grow fair against the Sun , Yet 3 1 1 ARB , 3 Pll pour this
pestilence ] 6 T ho other things grozu fair Poftilence , for poiion . WA against the
Sun , 4 Thai lhe repeals him : ] Yet fruits , ' that blogom fil , That is , recalls him .
will first ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
Æmil affection againſt appears bear believe better blood cauſe Clown comes common dead dear death doth earth editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear firſt follow give Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heav'n himſelf hold Iago keep kind King lady lago leave light lines live look Lord married matter means mind Moor moſt muſt nature never night Nurſe Othello paſſage play poor Pope pray quarto Queen reaſon Romeo ſaid ſame ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſenſe Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſpeech ſtand ſuch ſweet tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought tion true uſed WARB WARBURTON whoſe wife young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 202 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit/ and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her...
Pàgina 240 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have.
Pàgina 255 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Pàgina 27 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pàgina 230 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Pàgina 165 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pàgina 29 - I fear, too early : for my mind misgives, Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels...
Pàgina 344 - My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life, and education; My life, and education, both do learn me How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
Pàgina 41 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Pàgina 469 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The plays of william shakespeare. |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Publicat | 1765 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 19 Oct. 2007 |
| Exporta citacions | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |