The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 1George Routledge & Company, 1858 - 40 páginas |
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... gone without a word ? c The cameleon Love can feed on the air . ] " Oh Palmerin , Pal- merin , how cheaply dost thou furnish out thy table of love ! Canst feed upon a thought ! live upon hopes ! feast upon a look ! fatten upon a smile ...
... gone without a word ? c The cameleon Love can feed on the air . ] " Oh Palmerin , Pal- merin , how cheaply dost thou furnish out thy table of love ! Canst feed upon a thought ! live upon hopes ! feast upon a look ! fatten upon a smile ...
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... gone with her along ; and I must after , For love , thou know'st , is full of jealousy . PRO . But she loves you ? VAL . Ay , and we are betroth'd : Nay , more , our marriage hour , " Nor to his service no such joy on earth , " i . e ...
... gone with her along ; and I must after , For love , thou know'st , is full of jealousy . PRO . But she loves you ? VAL . Ay , and we are betroth'd : Nay , more , our marriage hour , " Nor to his service no such joy on earth , " i . e ...
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... gone , I'll quickly cross , By some sly trick , blunt Thurio's dull proceeding . Love , lend me wings to make my purpose swift , As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift ! [ Exit . c Myself in counsel , his competitor : ] In counsel ...
... gone , I'll quickly cross , By some sly trick , blunt Thurio's dull proceeding . Love , lend me wings to make my purpose swift , As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drift ! [ Exit . c Myself in counsel , his competitor : ] In counsel ...
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... gone , And this way comes he with it presently ; Where , if it please you , you may intercept him . But , good my ... gone ; For why , the fools are mad , if left alone . Take no repulse , whatever she doth say : For get you gone , she ...
... gone , And this way comes he with it presently ; Where , if it please you , you may intercept him . But , good my ... gone ; For why , the fools are mad , if left alone . Take no repulse , whatever she doth say : For get you gone , she ...
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... gone ; I will not hear thy vain excuse , But , as thou lov'st thy life , make speed from hence . [ Exit DUKE . VAL . And why not death , rather than living torment ? To die , is to be banish'd from myself ; And Silvia is myself : banish ...
... gone ; I will not hear thy vain excuse , But , as thou lov'st thy life , make speed from hence . [ Exit DUKE . VAL . And why not death , rather than living torment ? To die , is to be banish'd from myself ; And Silvia is myself : banish ...
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Plays of Shakespeare: Selected and Prepared for Use in Schools ..., Volume 1 William Shakespeare Visualização completa - 1876 |
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arms art thou Bardolph Ben Jonson BIRON blood BOLING BOYET called Collier's cousin dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio omits fool gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed honour humour John Shakespeare Juliet Kate KATH king lady LAUN letter look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam Malone marry master means merry mistress never night noble NURSE old copies passage peace play POINS pray prince Proteus quarto Richard Richard II Romeo SCENE servant Shakespeare SHAL sir John soul speak SPEED stand Steevens Stratford sweet tell thee thine Thomas Nashe thou art thou hast tongue true Tybalt unto villain wife William Shakespeare wilt word
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Página 512 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Página 328 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 427 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ; It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow, this strict...
Página 352 - 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.
Página 174 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Página 594 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 433 - 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...
Página 29 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling : She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring.
Página 426 - It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, — It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then...
Página 14 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson; which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning; solid, but slow, in his performances. Shakespeare, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.