The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, Volumul 6Tauchnitz, 1844 |
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Pagina 18
... fool . Oph . My lord , he hath importun'd me with love , In honourable fashion . Pol . Ay , fashion you may call it ; go to , go to . Oph . And hath given countenance to his speech , my lord , With almost all the holy vows of heaven ...
... fool . Oph . My lord , he hath importun'd me with love , In honourable fashion . Pol . Ay , fashion you may call it ; go to , go to . Oph . And hath given countenance to his speech , my lord , With almost all the holy vows of heaven ...
Pagina 52
... fool no where but in ' s own house . Farewell . Oph . O ! help him , you sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou dost marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , thou shalt not escape calumny ...
... fool no where but in ' s own house . Farewell . Oph . O ! help him , you sweet heavens ! Ham . If thou dost marry , I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : be thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , thou shalt not escape calumny ...
Pagina 55
... fool that uses it . Go , make you ready . [ Exeunt Players . - Enter POLONIUS , ROSENCRANTZ , and GUILDENstern . How now , my lord ! will the king hear this piece of work ? Pol . And the queen too , and that presently . Ham . Bid the ...
... fool that uses it . Go , make you ready . [ Exeunt Players . - Enter POLONIUS , ROSENCRANTZ , and GUILDENstern . How now , my lord ! will the king hear this piece of work ? Pol . And the queen too , and that presently . Ham . Bid the ...
Pagina 64
... fool me to the top of my bent . Pol . I will say so . - They I will come by and by . [ Exit POLONIUS . Ham . By and by is easily said . - Leave me , friends . - [ Exeunt Ros . , GUIL . , HOR . , & .c . ' T is now the very witching time ...
... fool me to the top of my bent . Pol . I will say so . - They I will come by and by . [ Exit POLONIUS . Ham . By and by is easily said . - Leave me , friends . - [ Exeunt Ros . , GUIL . , HOR . , & .c . ' T is now the very witching time ...
Pagina 69
... fool , farewell . I took thee for thy better ; take thy fortune : Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger . - [ TO POLONIUS . Leave wringing of your hands . Peace ! sit you down , And let me wring your heart : for so I shall , If it ...
... fool , farewell . I took thee for thy better ; take thy fortune : Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger . - [ TO POLONIUS . Leave wringing of your hands . Peace ! sit you down , And let me wring your heart : for so I shall , If it ...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text ..., Volumul 6 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1843 |
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Pagina 54 - O ! it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings ; who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows, and noise ; I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant ; it out-herods Herod : pray you avoid it.
Pagina 54 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
Pagina 55 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pagina 11 - tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Pagina 501 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Pagina 161 - Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Pagina 100 - Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy, he hath 'borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. — Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Pagina 346 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Pagina 129 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behaviour) we make guilty of our disasters , the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools, by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on.
Pagina 54 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.