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 3Little, Brown, 1863 |
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Pàgina 43
... [ To ISAB . ] Go to : ' tis well : away ! Isab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . [ Aside . ] Amen : For I am that way going to temptation , Where prayers cross . Isab . At what hour to - morrow Shall I attend your lordship ? Ang ...
... [ To ISAB . ] Go to : ' tis well : away ! Isab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . [ Aside . ] Amen : For I am that way going to temptation , Where prayers cross . Isab . At what hour to - morrow Shall I attend your lordship ? Ang ...
Pàgina 44
... to you , Provost ; so I think you are . Prov . I am the Provost . What's your will , good friar ? Duke . Bound ... morrow . - [ TO JULIET . ] I have provided for you : stay a while , And you shall be conducted . Duke . Repent you ...
... to you , Provost ; so I think you are . Prov . I am the Provost . What's your will , good friar ? Duke . Bound ... morrow . - [ TO JULIET . ] I have provided for you : stay a while , And you shall be conducted . Duke . Repent you ...
Pàgina 45
... the shame with joy . Duke . There rest . Your partner , as I hear , must die to - morrow , And I am going with instruction to him . Grace go with you ! Benedicite ! [ Exit . Juliet . Must die to - morrow ! O , injurious law , That ...
... the shame with joy . Duke . There rest . Your partner , as I hear , must die to - morrow , And I am going with instruction to him . Grace go with you ! Benedicite ! [ Exit . Juliet . Must die to - morrow ! O , injurious law , That ...
Pàgina 51
... for ; redeem thy brother By yielding up thy body to my will , Or else he must not only die the death , But thy unkindness shall his death draw out To lingering sufferance . Answer me to - morrow , Or , by the affection that now guides ...
... for ; redeem thy brother By yielding up thy body to my will , Or else he must not only die the death , But thy unkindness shall his death draw out To lingering sufferance . Answer me to - morrow , Or , by the affection that now guides ...
Pàgina 54
... to Heaven , Intends you for his swift ambassador , Where you shall be an everlasting leiger : Therefore , your best appointment make with speed ; To - morrow you set on . Claud . Is there no remedy ? Isab . None , but such remedy , as to ...
... to Heaven , Intends you for his swift ambassador , Where you shall be an everlasting leiger : Therefore , your best appointment make with speed ; To - morrow you set on . Claud . Is there no remedy ? Isab . None , but such remedy , as to ...
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Antipholus Armado Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Birone Bora Borachio Boyet brother Claud Claudio Collier's folio Comedy Comedy of Errors Cost Costard death Dogb Don PEDRO dost thou doth Dromio Duke Dyce Enter Ephesus error Escal Exeunt Exit fair Folio and quarto fool Friar Gentlemen of Verona give Grace hast hath hear heart Heaven Hero hither hitherto honour husband Isab John King lady Leon Leonato look Lord Angelo LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST Lucio maid Marry Master Master Constable mean Measure for Measure merry misprint mistress Moth never original pardon placket play Pompey pray Prince Prov Provost rhyme Rosaline SCENE second folio sense Shakespeare's day shame Signior speak speech Steevens sweet tell thee Theobald there's thou art to-morrow tongue villain wench wife word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 443 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pàgina 56 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and inccrtain thoughts Imagine howling ! — 'tis too horrible.
Pàgina 53 - Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths ; yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Pàgina 14 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd...
Pàgina 387 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Pàgina 352 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Pàgina 54 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Pàgina 41 - Than the soft myrtle : but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, — Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, His glassy essence, — like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep ; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Pàgina 367 - Birone they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Pàgina 443 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...