Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations: Exhibiting the Most Forcible Passages Illustrative of the Various Passions, Affections and Emotions of the Human Mind. Selected and Arranged in Alphabetic Order, from the Writings of the Eminent Dramatic Poet |
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Pàgina 15
These tedious old fools ! H. ii . 2 . AIM . Here is the heart of my purpose . M. W. ii . 2 . AIR . A bond of air , strong as the axle - tree On which heaven rides . T. C. i . 3 . ALARM . What stir is this ? what tumult's in the heavens ...
These tedious old fools ! H. ii . 2 . AIM . Here is the heart of my purpose . M. W. ii . 2 . AIR . A bond of air , strong as the axle - tree On which heaven rides . T. C. i . 3 . ALARM . What stir is this ? what tumult's in the heavens ...
Pàgina 17
Why , what a wasp - stung and impatient fool Art thou , to break into this woman's mood . H. IV . PT . 1. i . 3 . Now , by the ground that I am banish'd from , Well could I curse away a winter's night , ANGER , —continued .
Why , what a wasp - stung and impatient fool Art thou , to break into this woman's mood . H. IV . PT . 1. i . 3 . Now , by the ground that I am banish'd from , Well could I curse away a winter's night , ANGER , —continued .
Pàgina 25
How often dost thou with thy case , thy habit , Wrench awe from fools , and tie the wisest souls To thy false seeming . Blood , thou still art blood : Let's write good angel on the devil's horn , Tis not the devil's crest . M. M. ii .
How often dost thou with thy case , thy habit , Wrench awe from fools , and tie the wisest souls To thy false seeming . Blood , thou still art blood : Let's write good angel on the devil's horn , Tis not the devil's crest . M. M. ii .
Pàgina 44
Hear you me , Jessica : Lock up my doors ; and when you hear the drum , And the vile squeaking of the wry - neck'd fife , Clamber not you up to the casement then , Nor thrust your head into the public street , To gaze on Christian fools ...
Hear you me , Jessica : Lock up my doors ; and when you hear the drum , And the vile squeaking of the wry - neck'd fife , Clamber not you up to the casement then , Nor thrust your head into the public street , To gaze on Christian fools ...
Pàgina 58
The fineness of which metal is not found In fortune's love ; for then , the bold and coward , The wise and fool , the artist and unread , The hard and soft , seem all affin'd and kin ; But in the wind and tempest of her frown ...
The fineness of which metal is not found In fortune's love ; for then , the bold and coward , The wise and fool , the artist and unread , The hard and soft , seem all affin'd and kin ; But in the wind and tempest of her frown ...
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Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations: Exhibiting the Most Forcible ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1863 |
Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations: Exhibiting the Most Forcible ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1856 |
Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations: Exhibiting the Most Forcible ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1872 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 249 - But music for the time doth change his nature : The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Pàgina 364 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Pàgina 206 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Pàgina 120 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Pàgina 122 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Pàgina 182 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquish'd him : then burst his mighty heart; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
Pàgina 13 - 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 249 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Pàgina 269 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Pàgina 37 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him...
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations: Exhibiting the Most Forcible Passages Illustrative of the Various Passions, Affections and Emotions of the Human Mind. Selected and Arranged in Alphabetic Order, from the Writings of the Eminent Dramatic Poet |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Compilat per | Thomas Dolby |
| Editor | F. Bell, 1853 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalitzat el | 5 Gen. 2007 |
| Nre. de pàgines | 418 pàgines |
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