The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Volum 4H. Durell, 1817 |
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Pàgina 77
... dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the devil ? one brings thee in grace , and the other brings thee out . [ Trumpets sound . ] The king's coming , I know by his trumpets . Sirrah , inquire further after me ; I had ...
... dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the devil ? one brings thee in grace , and the other brings thee out . [ Trumpets sound . ] The king's coming , I know by his trumpets . Sirrah , inquire further after me ; I had ...
Pàgina 99
... dost [ 1 ] The real name of the woman whom I suppose to have been meant by Sir Toby , was Mary Frith . The appellation by which she was generally known , was Mali Cutpurse . She was at once an hermaphrodite , a prostitute , a bawd , a ...
... dost [ 1 ] The real name of the woman whom I suppose to have been meant by Sir Toby , was Mary Frith . The appellation by which she was generally known , was Mali Cutpurse . She was at once an hermaphrodite , a prostitute , a bawd , a ...
Pàgina 100
... dost thou mean ? is it a world to hide virtues in ? I did think , by the excellent constitution of thy leg , it was formed under the star of a galliard . Sir And . Ay , ' tis strong , and it does indifferent well in a flame - coloured ...
... dost thou mean ? is it a world to hide virtues in ? I did think , by the excellent constitution of thy leg , it was formed under the star of a galliard . Sir And . Ay , ' tis strong , and it does indifferent well in a flame - coloured ...
Pàgina 115
... Dost thou think , because thou art virtuous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ? 6 Clo . Yes , by Saint Anne ; and ginger shall be hot i ' the mouth too . Sir To . Thou'rt i ' the right . - Go , sir , rub your chain with crums : -A ...
... Dost thou think , because thou art virtuous , there shall be no more cakes and ale ? 6 Clo . Yes , by Saint Anne ; and ginger shall be hot i ' the mouth too . Sir To . Thou'rt i ' the right . - Go , sir , rub your chain with crums : -A ...
Pàgina 117
... dost thou like this tune ? Vio . It gives a very echo to the seat Where Love is thron'd . Duke . Thou dost speak masterly : [ 3 ] i . e . call me horse . So , Falstaff in King Henry IV . P I .: " -spit in my face , call me horse ...
... dost thou like this tune ? Vio . It gives a very echo to the seat Where Love is thron'd . Duke . Thou dost speak masterly : [ 3 ] i . e . call me horse . So , Falstaff in King Henry IV . P I .: " -spit in my face , call me horse ...
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Antigonus Autolycus Banquo BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam maid MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress murder Narbon nature never night noble Olivia on't Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE servant Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to't WARBURTON weird sisters What's wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 289 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pàgina 285 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on- the other.
Pàgina 317 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Pàgina 285 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor ; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Pàgina 305 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Pàgina 286 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
Pàgina 224 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Pàgina 64 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 296 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pàgina 281 - Come you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!