The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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Pàgina 10
... heaven , from whence They have their nourishment ? Per . To take thy life . Thou know'ft I have power Hel . [ Kneeling . ] I have ground the axe myself ; but ftrike the blow . you Do Per . Rife , pr'ythee rife ; Sit down , fit down ...
... heaven , from whence They have their nourishment ? Per . To take thy life . Thou know'ft I have power Hel . [ Kneeling . ] I have ground the axe myself ; but ftrike the blow . you Do Per . Rife , pr'ythee rife ; Sit down , fit down ...
Pàgina 14
... heaven flumber , while their creatures want , They may awake their helps to comfort them . I'll then difcourfe our woes , felt feveral years , And wanting breath to speak , help me with tears . Dio . I'll do my beft , fir . Cle . This ...
... heaven flumber , while their creatures want , They may awake their helps to comfort them . I'll then difcourfe our woes , felt feveral years , And wanting breath to speak , help me with tears . Dio . I'll do my beft , fir . Cle . This ...
Pàgina 15
... heaven can do ! By this our change , These mouths , whom but of late , earth , fea , and air , Were all too little to content and please , Although they gave their creatures in abundance , As houses are defil'd for want of use , They ...
... heaven can do ! By this our change , These mouths , whom but of late , earth , fea , and air , Were all too little to content and please , Although they gave their creatures in abundance , As houses are defil'd for want of use , They ...
Pàgina 17
... heaven and men fucceed their evils ! Till when , ( the which , I hope , shall ne'er be seen , ) Your grace is welcome to our town and us . Per . Which welcome we'll accept ; feast here a while , Until our stars that frown , lend us a ...
... heaven and men fucceed their evils ! Till when , ( the which , I hope , shall ne'er be seen , ) Your grace is welcome to our town and us . Per . Which welcome we'll accept ; feast here a while , Until our stars that frown , lend us a ...
Pàgina 19
... heaven ! Wind , rain , and thunder , remember , earthly man Is but a substance that must yield to you ; And I , as fits my nature , do obey you . Alas , the fea hath caft me on the rocks , C 2 Wash'd Wash'd me from fhore to fhore , and ...
... heaven ! Wind , rain , and thunder , remember , earthly man Is but a substance that must yield to you ; And I , as fits my nature , do obey you . Alas , the fea hath caft me on the rocks , C 2 Wash'd Wash'd me from fhore to fhore , and ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
Passatges populars
Pàgina 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Pàgina 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pàgina 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Pàgina 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Pàgina 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Pàgina 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Pàgina 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Pàgina 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Pàgina 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Pàgina 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.