The Plays of William Shakspeare: Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; All's well that ends well ; Taming of the shrew ; Winter's taleLongman and Company, 1847 |
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Pàgina 437
... Paul . Pray you then , And one whom much I honour . Conduct me to the queen . Keep . I may not , madam ; to the contrary I have express commandment . Paul Here's ado , To lock up honesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors ...
... Paul . Pray you then , And one whom much I honour . Conduct me to the queen . Keep . I may not , madam ; to the contrary I have express commandment . Paul Here's ado , To lock up honesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors ...
Pàgina 438
... Paul : A boy ? Emil . A daughter ; and a goodly babe , Lusty , and like to live : the queen receives Much comfort in't : says , My poor prisoner , I am innocent as you . Paul . I dare be sworn : These dangerous unsafe lunes o'the king ...
... Paul : A boy ? Emil . A daughter ; and a goodly babe , Lusty , and like to live : the queen receives Much comfort in't : says , My poor prisoner , I am innocent as you . Paul . I dare be sworn : These dangerous unsafe lunes o'the king ...
Pàgina 439
... Paul Tell her , Emilia , I'll use that tongue I have : if wit flow from it , As boldness from my bosom , let it not be doubted I shall do good . Emil . Now be you blest for it ! I'll to the queen : Please you , come something nearer ...
... Paul Tell her , Emilia , I'll use that tongue I have : if wit flow from it , As boldness from my bosom , let it not be doubted I shall do good . Emil . Now be you blest for it ! I'll to the queen : Please you , come something nearer ...
Pàgina 440
... Paul . Nay , rather , good my lords , be second to me : Fear you his tyrannous passion more , alas , 9 Leave me solely : ] That is , leave me alone . Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent soul ; 440 ACT II . WINTER'S TALE .
... Paul . Nay , rather , good my lords , be second to me : Fear you his tyrannous passion more , alas , 9 Leave me solely : ] That is , leave me alone . Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent soul ; 440 ACT II . WINTER'S TALE .
Pàgina 441
... Paul . I come to bring him sleep . Not so hot , good sir ' Tis such as you , — That creep like shadows by him , and do sigh At each his needless heavings , such as you Nourish the cause of his awaking : I Do come with words as med'cinal ...
... Paul . I come to bring him sleep . Not so hot , good sir ' Tis such as you , — That creep like shadows by him , and do sigh At each his needless heavings , such as you Nourish the cause of his awaking : I Do come with words as med'cinal ...
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Antigonus Antonio Autolycus Baptista Bass Bassanio BERTRAM Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Camillo CLEOMENES Count daughter doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool forest of Arden fortune Ganymede gentle gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honest honour Hortensio i'the JOHNSON Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Laun Launcelot Leon look lord Lucentio madam maid MALONE marry master means mistress musick Narbon Nerissa never o'the Orlando Padua Petruchio Pisa play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan SCENE Servant Shakspeare Shep Shylock Sicilia signior speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art Touch Tranio unto Vincentio wife Winter's Tale word young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 82 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Pàgina 473 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Pàgina 73 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Pàgina 48 - I am a Jew : Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a...
Pàgina 135 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon ; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Pàgina 18 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Pàgina 13 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages, princes' palaces. It is a good divine, that follows his own instructions ; I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Pàgina 131 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.