Charles Kemble's Shakspere readings, a selection of the plays as read by him in public, ed. by R.J. Lane, Volumul 3 |
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Pagina 648
... poor seat of England ; But tell the Dauphin , -I will keep my state ; Be like a king , and show my sail of greatness , When I do rouse me in my throne of France : And I will rise there with so full a glory , That I will dazzle all the ...
... poor seat of England ; But tell the Dauphin , -I will keep my state ; Be like a king , and show my sail of greatness , When I do rouse me in my throne of France : And I will rise there with so full a glory , That I will dazzle all the ...
Pagina 653
... , come in quickly to Sir John : Ah , poor heart ! he is so shaked of a burning quotidian tertian , that it is most lament- able to behoid . Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the KING HENRY V. 653.
... , come in quickly to Sir John : Ah , poor heart ! he is so shaked of a burning quotidian tertian , that it is most lament- able to behoid . Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the KING HENRY V. 653.
Pagina 657
... person , seek we nò revenge ; But we our kingdom's safety must so tender , ( Whose ruin you have sought , ) that to her laws We do deliver you . So therefore hence , UU ( Poor miserable wretches , ) to your death : KING HENRY V. 657.
... person , seek we nò revenge ; But we our kingdom's safety must so tender , ( Whose ruin you have sought , ) that to her laws We do deliver you . So therefore hence , UU ( Poor miserable wretches , ) to your death : KING HENRY V. 657.
Pagina 658
William Shakespeare Charles Kemble, Richard James Lane. ( Poor miserable wretches , ) to your death : The taste whereof , God , of his mercy , give you The patience to endure , and true repentance Of all your dear offences ! -Bear them ...
William Shakespeare Charles Kemble, Richard James Lane. ( Poor miserable wretches , ) to your death : The taste whereof , God , of his mercy , give you The patience to endure , and true repentance Of all your dear offences ! -Bear them ...
Pagina 669
... poor ; for the effusion of our blood , the muster of his kingdom too faint a number ; and for our dis- grace , his own person , kneeling at our feet , but a weak and worthless satisfaction . To this add- defiance and tell him , for ...
... poor ; for the effusion of our blood , the muster of his kingdom too faint a number ; and for our dis- grace , his own person , kneeling at our feet , but a weak and worthless satisfaction . To this add- defiance and tell him , for ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Alarum Anne Aufidius Banquo bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham cardinal Catesby Cawdor Clarence Cominius Coriolanus cousin Crom dare death doth Duch duke Duke of BURGUNDY Duke of Norfolk Eliz England Enter King Enter MACBETH Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear Fleance Fluellen France friends give Gloster grace Harfleur hast hath hear heart heaven honour Kate Kath Katharine King HENRY King Richard king's Lady Lady MACBETH liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings Macb Macd Macduff Macedon madam majesty Marcius Menenius Mess mother night noble numbers peace Pist poor pray Prince queen Rich Richmond Rome Rosse shalt SICINIUS sleep soldier soul speak sword tell thane thank thee There's thine thou to-morrow tongue tribunes unto voice Volsces Volscians VOLUMNIA wife Witch Wolsey York
Pasaje populare
Pagina 716 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Pagina 736 - But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer, Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams, That shake us nightly : better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Pagina 722 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination 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...
Pagina 723 - 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.
Pagina 719 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; Art not without ambition; but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Pagina 658 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Pagina 752 - The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Pagina 683 - That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Pagina 918 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 922 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity!