The Works of William Shakespeare: Comprising His Dramatic and Poetical Works, Complete, Volum 2Phillips, Sampson, 1853 |
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Pàgina 250
... Cleo . Hear the ambassadors . Ant . Fie , wrangling queen ! Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , BW ... Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll set ...
... Cleo . Hear the ambassadors . Ant . Fie , wrangling queen ! Whom every thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , BW ... Cleo . If it be love indeed , tell me how much . Ant . There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd . Cleo . I'll set ...
Pàgina 252
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die : It were pity to cast them away for nothing ; I did not send you ...
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die : It were pity to cast them away for nothing ; I did not send you ...
Pàgina 251
... Cleo . with their train . Dem . Is Cæsar with Antonius priz'd so slight ? Phi . Sir , sometimes , when he is not ... Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Sooth . I make not , but foresee . Char . Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet ...
... Cleo . with their train . Dem . Is Cæsar with Antonius priz'd so slight ? Phi . Sir , sometimes , when he is not ... Cleo . Saw you my lord ? Sooth . I make not , but foresee . Char . Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet ...
Pàgina 252
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - [ Exit Alex Ant . She is cunning past man's thought . Eno . Alack , sir , no ; her passions are made of nothing but the ...
... Cleo . Where is he ? Char . I did not see him since . Cleo . See where he is , who's with him , what he does : - [ Exit Alex Ant . She is cunning past man's thought . Eno . Alack , sir , no ; her passions are made of nothing but the ...
Pàgina 253
... Cleo . Pray you , stand further from me . Ant . What's the matter ? Cleo . I know , by that same eye , there's some good news . What says the married woman ? -You may go ; Would she had never given you leave to come ! Let her not say ...
... Cleo . Pray you , stand further from me . Ant . What's the matter ? Cleo . I know , by that same eye , there's some good news . What says the married woman ? -You may go ; Would she had never given you leave to come ! Let her not say ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 65 - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Pàgina 134 - ... wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues : be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king ; And...
Pàgina 425 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd; 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 417 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star...
Pàgina 238 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pàgina 234 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Pàgina 228 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake, — 'tis true, this God did shake. His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre ; I did hear him groan ; Aye, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! (it cried), Give me some drink, Titinius, As a sick girl.
Pàgina 399 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Pàgina 134 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pàgina 428 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.