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Pàgina 38
Nor nought so vile , that on the earth doth live , But to the earth some special
good doth give : Nor aught so good , but , ftrain'd from that fair use , Revolts from
true birth , stumbling on abuse . Virtue itself turns vice , being misapplied ; And
vice ...
Nor nought so vile , that on the earth doth live , But to the earth some special
good doth give : Nor aught so good , but , ftrain'd from that fair use , Revolts from
true birth , stumbling on abuse . Virtue itself turns vice , being misapplied ; And
vice ...
Pàgina 86
The musick with her silver found Doth lend redress . [ Exit , finging Mys . What a
peftilent knave is this fame ? 2 Muf . Hang him , Jack ; come , we'll in here , tarry
for the mourners , and stay dinner . [ Exeunt . ********************************* А с т
...
The musick with her silver found Doth lend redress . [ Exit , finging Mys . What a
peftilent knave is this fame ? 2 Muf . Hang him , Jack ; come , we'll in here , tarry
for the mourners , and stay dinner . [ Exeunt . ********************************* А с т
...
Pàgina 125
The dram of Base ( 16 ) Doth all the noble substance of worth out , To his own
scandal . Enter ( 15 ) This beavy beaded revel , cast and weft . ) This whole
speech of Hamlet , to the entrance of the ghost , I set right in my SHAKESPEARE
...
The dram of Base ( 16 ) Doth all the noble substance of worth out , To his own
scandal . Enter ( 15 ) This beavy beaded revel , cast and weft . ) This whole
speech of Hamlet , to the entrance of the ghost , I set right in my SHAKESPEARE
...
Pàgina 147
Doubt tbou , th : fars are fire , [ Reading Doubl , that the sun doth move ; Doubt
truth to be a liar , But never doubt , I love . Oh , dear Ophelia , I am ill at this
numbers ; I bave not art to reckon my groans ; but that I love thee beft , ob moft
beft ...
Doubt tbou , th : fars are fire , [ Reading Doubl , that the sun doth move ; Doubt
truth to be a liar , But never doubt , I love . Oh , dear Ophelia , I am ill at this
numbers ; I bave not art to reckon my groans ; but that I love thee beft , ob moft
beft ...
Pàgina 162
With all my heart , and it doth much content me To hear him so inclin'd . Good
gentlemen , give him a further edge , And drive his purpose into thcfc deligkts . Rs
. We hrall , my Lord . ( Exeunte Kin . Sweet Gertrude , leave us too ; For we have ...
With all my heart , and it doth much content me To hear him so inclin'd . Good
gentlemen , give him a further edge , And drive his purpose into thcfc deligkts . Rs
. We hrall , my Lord . ( Exeunte Kin . Sweet Gertrude , leave us too ; For we have ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
Æmil againſt Author bear beauty blood comes daughter dead dear death Deſdemona doth Duke earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear firſt follow foul give gone Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heav'n himſelf hold honour I'll Iago Juliet keep King lady Laer lago leave letter light live look Lord married matter means mind Moor moſt mother muſt myſelf nature never night noble Nurſe once Othello play Poet poor pray Printed Queen reaſon Romeo ſaid ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſtand ſuch ſweet tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought true uſe villain whoſe wife young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 239 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pàgina 25 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pàgina 131 - 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 185 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pàgina 193 - 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?
Pàgina 228 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Pàgina 168 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Pàgina 269 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Pàgina 39 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Pàgina 34 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volum 8 The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | H. Woodfall, 1767 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalitzat el | 4 Gen. 2007 |
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