The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volum 4Little, Brown, 1863 |
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Pàgina 42
... bear , Pard , or boar with bristled hair , In thy eye that shall appear When thou wak'st , it is thy dear . Wake when some vile thing is near . [ Exit . Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA . Lys . Fair love , you faint with wandering in the wood ...
... bear , Pard , or boar with bristled hair , In thy eye that shall appear When thou wak'st , it is thy dear . Wake when some vile thing is near . [ Exit . Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA . Lys . Fair love , you faint with wandering in the wood ...
Pàgina 44
... bear , For beasts that meet me run away for fear ; Therefore , no marvel , though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus . What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne ? -- But who is ...
... bear , For beasts that meet me run away for fear ; Therefore , no marvel , though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus . What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne ? -- But who is ...
Pàgina 50
... bear , sometime a fire ; And neigh , and bark , and grunt , and roar , and burn , Like horse , hound , hog , bear , fire , at every turn . [ Exit . Bot . Why do they run away ? this is a knavery of them to make me afear'd . Enter SNOut ...
... bear , sometime a fire ; And neigh , and bark , and grunt , and roar , and burn , Like horse , hound , hog , bear , fire , at every turn . [ Exit . Bot . Why do they run away ? this is a knavery of them to make me afear'd . Enter SNOut ...
Pàgina 64
... bear my folly back , And follow you no further . Let me go : You see how simple and how fond I am . Her . Why , get you gone . Who is't that hinders you ? Hel . A foolish heart , that I leave here behind . Her . What , with Lysander ...
... bear my folly back , And follow you no further . Let me go : You see how simple and how fond I am . Her . Why , get you gone . Who is't that hinders you ? Hel . A foolish heart , that I leave here behind . Her . What , with Lysander ...
Pàgina 72
... bear him to my bower in Fairy - land . And now I have the boy , I will undo This hateful imperfection of her eyes : And , gentle Puck , take this transformed scalp From off the head of this Athenian swain , That he , awaking when the ...
... bear him to my bower in Fairy - land . And now I have the boy , I will undo This hateful imperfection of her eyes : And , gentle Puck , take this transformed scalp From off the head of this Athenian swain , That he , awaking when the ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of ..., Volum 4 William Shakespeare,Richard Grant White Visualització completa - 1857 |
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Antonio Baptista Bass Bassanio Bian Bianca Bion Biondello bond Collier's folio comedy daughter Demetrius doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father Folio and quartos fool gentle give Gratiano Gremio hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta honour Hortensio Jaques Jessica Kate Kath KATHARINA lady Laun Launcelot look lord Lorenzo Love's Labour's Lost lover Lucentio Lysander maid marry master means Merchant of Venice merry misprint mistress moon Nerissa never night Oberon original Orlando Padua passage Petruchio Philostrate play Portia pray Puck Pyramus quartos Quin Robin Goodfellow Rosalind SCENE second folio Shakespeare's Shakespeare's day shew shrew Shylock Signior sleep speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee Theseus thing Titania Touch Tranio unto Venice Vincentio word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 226 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Pàgina 227 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd 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 308 - 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 everything.
Pàgina 151 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice : His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them ; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Pàgina 224 - 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 37 - 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 228 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Pàgina 220 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Pàgina 307 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Pàgina 354 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.