The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volum 12Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Pàgina 12
... Pray you , lead on . At every house I'll call ; I may command at most ; -Get weapons , ho ! And raise some special officers of night .-- On , good Roderigo ; -I'll deserve your pains . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Street ...
... Pray you , lead on . At every house I'll call ; I may command at most ; -Get weapons , ho ! And raise some special officers of night .-- On , good Roderigo ; -I'll deserve your pains . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Street ...
Pàgina 18
... prays you to believe him . Duke . " Tis certain then for Cyprus.- Marcus Lucchesé , is he not in town ? 1st Sen. He's now in Florence . Duke . Write from us ; wish him post - post - haste : despatch . 1st Sen. Here comes Brabantio , and ...
... prays you to believe him . Duke . " Tis certain then for Cyprus.- Marcus Lucchesé , is he not in town ? 1st Sen. He's now in Florence . Duke . Write from us ; wish him post - post - haste : despatch . 1st Sen. Here comes Brabantio , and ...
Pàgina 22
... prayer of earnest heart , That I would all my pilgrimage dilate , Whereof by parcels she had something heard , But not intentively : I did consent ; And often did beguile her of her tears , When I did speak of some distressful stroke ...
... prayer of earnest heart , That I would all my pilgrimage dilate , Whereof by parcels she had something heard , But not intentively : I did consent ; And often did beguile her of her tears , When I did speak of some distressful stroke ...
Pàgina 23
... pray you , hear her speak ; If she confess , that she was half the wooer , Destruction on my head , if my bad blame Light on the man ! -Come hither , gentle mistress ; Do you perceive in all this noble company , Where most you owe ...
... pray you , hear her speak ; If she confess , that she was half the wooer , Destruction on my head , if my bad blame Light on the man ! -Come hither , gentle mistress ; Do you perceive in all this noble company , Where most you owe ...
Pàgina 32
... prays the Moor be safe ; for they were parted With foul and violent tempest . Mon. ' Pray heaven he be ; For I have serv'd him , and the man commands Like a full soldier . Let's to the sea - side , ho ! As well to see the vessel that's ...
... prays the Moor be safe ; for they were parted With foul and violent tempest . Mon. ' Pray heaven he be ; For I have serv'd him , and the man commands Like a full soldier . Let's to the sea - side , ho ! As well to see the vessel that's ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Antonio ARIEL beseech Bian blood Boatswain Brabantio Caliban Cassio Cesario Cyprus daughter dear Desdemona devil dost thou doth drowned Duke duke of Milan Emil EMILIA Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit eyes FABIAN Farewell father fool foul gentleman give hand handkerchief hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour i'the Iago Illyria is't knave lady lieutenant look lord madam Malvolio MARIA Marry master Michael Cassio Mira mistress monster Moor Naples never night noble Olivia pr'ythee pray PROSPERO Re-enter Roderigo SCENE SEBASTIAN sing Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir TOBY BELCH sir Topas soul speak spirit Stephano strange sweet sword Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt to-night Trin Trinculo twas Venice villain VIOLA What's wife
Passatges populars
Pàgina 74 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Pàgina 63 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Pàgina 71 - 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 149 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Pàgina 115 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Pàgina 209 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Pàgina 115 - Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Pàgina 205 - 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 19 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach ; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, And portance in my...
Pàgina 162 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.