The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Volumul 1S. King, 1831 |
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Pagina 36
... dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better3 Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mira . More to know " Tis time Did ...
... dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better3 Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mira . More to know " Tis time Did ...
Pagina 37
... Dear , they durst not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where ...
... Dear , they durst not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where ...
Pagina 38
... dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! the sea over the rugged rocks by which they are sur- rounded , and which renders access to them so difficult . It was then the current opinion that Bermudas was in- habited by monsters ...
... dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! the sea over the rugged rocks by which they are sur- rounded , and which renders access to them so difficult . It was then the current opinion that Bermudas was in- habited by monsters ...
Pagina 40
... dear father , What , I say , Make not too rash a trial of him , for He's gentle , and not fearful , Pro . My foot my tutor ! -- Put thy sword up , traitor ; Who mak'st a show , but dar'st not strike , thy con- science Is so possess'd ...
... dear father , What , I say , Make not too rash a trial of him , for He's gentle , and not fearful , Pro . My foot my tutor ! -- Put thy sword up , traitor ; Who mak'st a show , but dar'st not strike , thy con- science Is so possess'd ...
Pagina 43
... dear friend , Shall be my precedent ; as thou got'st Milan , I'll come by Naples . Draw thy sword : one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st ; And I the king shall love thee . Ant . 1 i . e . The utmost extent of ...
... dear friend , Shall be my precedent ; as thou got'st Milan , I'll come by Naples . Draw thy sword : one stroke Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st ; And I the king shall love thee . Ant . 1 i . e . The utmost extent of ...
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Pagina 352 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Pagina 360 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Pagina 352 - 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. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Pagina 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Pagina 30 - Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Pagina 223 - 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 show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pagina 10 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Pagina 52 - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Pagina 254 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Pagina 352 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.