The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: Troilus and Cressida ; Cymbeline ; King LearC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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Pagina 23
... hold I off . Women are angels , wooing ; Things won are done ; joy's foul lies in the doing : That the belov'd knows nought , that knows not this- Men prize the thing ungain'd , more than it is . 7 That she was never yet , that ever ...
... hold I off . Women are angels , wooing ; Things won are done ; joy's foul lies in the doing : That the belov'd knows nought , that knows not this- Men prize the thing ungain'd , more than it is . 7 That she was never yet , that ever ...
Pagina 27
... hold up high in brafs ; and such again , As venerable Neftor , hatch'd in filver , Should with a bond of air ( ftrong as the axle - tree- On which heaven rides ) knit all the Greekish ears To his experienc'd tongue : yet let it please ...
... hold up high in brafs ; and such again , As venerable Neftor , hatch'd in filver , Should with a bond of air ( ftrong as the axle - tree- On which heaven rides ) knit all the Greekish ears To his experienc'd tongue : yet let it please ...
Pagina 44
... hold you . Ther . As will ftop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to fight . Achil . Peace , fool ! Ther . I would have peace and quietnefs , but the fool will not he there : that he ; look you there . Ajax . O thou damn'd ...
... hold you . Ther . As will ftop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to fight . Achil . Peace , fool ! Ther . I would have peace and quietnefs , but the fool will not he there : that he ; look you there . Ajax . O thou damn'd ...
Pagina 45
... hold my peace , when Achilles ' brach bids me , fhall I ? Achil . There's for you , Patroclus . Ther . I will fee you hang'd , like clotpoles , ere I come any more to your tents . I will keep where there is wit stirring , and leave the ...
... hold my peace , when Achilles ' brach bids me , fhall I ? Achil . There's for you , Patroclus . Ther . I will fee you hang'd , like clotpoles , ere I come any more to your tents . I will keep where there is wit stirring , and leave the ...
Pagina 58
... hold his price fo much , We'll none of him ; but let him , like an engine Not portable , lie under this report- " Bring action hither , this can't go to war : " A ftirring dwarf we do allowance give " Before a fleeping giant ; " - tell ...
... hold his price fo much , We'll none of him ; but let him , like an engine Not portable , lie under this report- " Bring action hither , this can't go to war : " A ftirring dwarf we do allowance give " Before a fleeping giant ; " - tell ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Achilles Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anfwer better Calchas Clot Cloten Cordelia Creffida Cymbeline daughter defire Diomed doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fame father feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould fifter fignifies firft flain folio fome fool fpeak fpeech ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Glo'fter gods Gonerill Guiderius HANMER hath heart Hector himſelf honour Iach Iachimo Imogen itſelf JOHNSON Kent king lady laft Lear lefs Lidgate lord mafter means Menelaus moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft Neftor Neoptolemus night paffage Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio Poft Pofthumus prefent Priam purpoſe quarto quarto reads queen reafon Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEV STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD Ther Therfites theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art Troi Troilus Ulyffes uſed WARB WARBURTON whofe word
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Pagina 317 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ', By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be, Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee from this for ever.
Pagina 464 - 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.
Pagina 30 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Pagina 392 - 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.
Pagina 392 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Pagina 400 - LEAR. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Pagina 84 - Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or...
Pagina 453 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Pagina 334 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us. Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects. Love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide; in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked 'twixt son and father.
Pagina 84 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...