The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Pàgina 1556
... Say how he dy'd , for I will hear it all . Mef . Environed he was with many Foes , And ftood against them , as the hope of Troy Against the Greeks , that would have entred Troy . But Hercules himself muft yield to odds ; And many ...
... Say how he dy'd , for I will hear it all . Mef . Environed he was with many Foes , And ftood against them , as the hope of Troy Against the Greeks , that would have entred Troy . But Hercules himself muft yield to odds ; And many ...
Pàgina 1563
... Say , Henry , fhall I have my right , or no : A thousand Men have broke their Fafts to Day , That ne'er shall dine ... says is right , There is no Wrong , but every thing is right . War . Who ever got thee , there thy Mother ftands , For ...
... Say , Henry , fhall I have my right , or no : A thousand Men have broke their Fafts to Day , That ne'er shall dine ... says is right , There is no Wrong , but every thing is right . War . Who ever got thee , there thy Mother ftands , For ...
Pàgina 1574
... Say , what art thou that talk'ft of Kings , and Queens ? K. Henry . More than I feem , and lefs than I was born to ; A Man at leaft , for lefs I fhould not be ; And Men may talk of Kings , and why not I ? Hum . Ay , but thou talk'st as ...
... Say , what art thou that talk'ft of Kings , and Queens ? K. Henry . More than I feem , and lefs than I was born to ; A Man at leaft , for lefs I fhould not be ; And Men may talk of Kings , and why not I ? Hum . Ay , but thou talk'st as ...
Pàgina 1577
... say No to my demand . Gray . Then No , my Lord ; my Suit is at an end . Glo . The Widow likes him not , fhe knits her Brows . Clar . He is the bluntest Wooer in Chriftendom . K. Edw . Her Looks do argue her repleat with Modefty , Her ...
... say No to my demand . Gray . Then No , my Lord ; my Suit is at an end . Glo . The Widow likes him not , fhe knits her Brows . Clar . He is the bluntest Wooer in Chriftendom . K. Edw . Her Looks do argue her repleat with Modefty , Her ...
Pàgina 1579
... Saying , he'll lave it dry to have his way : So do I with the Crown , being fo far off , And fo I chide the means that keep me from it , And fo ( I fay ) I'll cut the Caufes off , Flattering me with Impoffibilities : My Eye's too quick ...
... Saying , he'll lave it dry to have his way : So do I with the Crown , being fo far off , And fo I chide the means that keep me from it , And fo ( I fay ) I'll cut the Caufes off , Flattering me with Impoffibilities : My Eye's too quick ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare,Nicholas Rowe Visualització completa - 1714 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1714 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 1628 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Pàgina 1775 - 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...
Pàgina 1822 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixure ! O ! when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
Pàgina 1782 - After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Pàgina 1775 - 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 1781 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Pàgina 1565 - So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Pàgina 1996 - Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Pàgina 1747 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pàgina 1618 - And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...