The plays and poems of William Shakespeare, ed. by J.P. Collier, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 22
... madam , may his highness live in freedom , And this man out of prison ? Q. Kath . God mend all ! K. Hen . There's something more would out of thee : what say'st ? Surv . After the duke his father , with the knife , He stretch'd him ...
... madam , may his highness live in freedom , And this man out of prison ? Q. Kath . God mend all ! K. Hen . There's something more would out of thee : what say'st ? Surv . After the duke his father , with the knife , He stretch'd him ...
Pagina 28
... madam , For ' tis to such a thing , - Anne . You cannot show me . Sands . I told your grace they would talk anon . Wol . [ Drum and trumpets within ; chambers discharged . What's that ? Cham . Look out there , some of you . Wol . [ Exit ...
... madam , For ' tis to such a thing , - Anne . You cannot show me . Sands . I told your grace they would talk anon . Wol . [ Drum and trumpets within ; chambers discharged . What's that ? Cham . Look out there , some of you . Wol . [ Exit ...
Pagina 52
... madam , It's fit this royal session do proceed , And that , without delay , their arguments Be now produced and heard . Q. Kath . To you I speak . Lord cardinal , That longer you DEFER the court , ] It is " desire the court " in the ...
... madam , It's fit this royal session do proceed , And that , without delay , their arguments Be now produced and heard . Q. Kath . To you I speak . Lord cardinal , That longer you DEFER the court , ] It is " desire the court " in the ...
Pagina 53
... Madam , you do me wrong : I have no spleen against you ; nor injustice For you , or any how far I have proceeded , Or how far farther shall , is warranted By a commission from the consistory , Yea , the whole consistory of Rome . You ...
... Madam , you do me wrong : I have no spleen against you ; nor injustice For you , or any how far I have proceeded , Or how far farther shall , is warranted By a commission from the consistory , Yea , the whole consistory of Rome . You ...
Pagina 54
... madam , to unthink your speaking , And to say so no more . Q. Kath . My lord , my lord , I am a simple woman , much too weak To oppose your cunning . Y'are meek , and humble - mouth'd ; You sign your place and calling , " in full ...
... madam , to unthink your speaking , And to say so no more . Q. Kath . My lord , my lord , I am a simple woman , much too weak To oppose your cunning . Y'are meek , and humble - mouth'd ; You sign your place and calling , " in full ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Achilles Agam Ajax arms bear better blood bring brother cause comes Coriolanus Corr Cres dead dear death doth ears Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear folio follow friends Gent give gods gone grace hand hath head hear heart heaven Hector highness hold honour hour I'll keep king kiss lady leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcius master means mother never night noble Nurse once Paris peace poor pray prince queen Rome Romeo SCENE Second Senators Serv sons soul speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thank thee Ther thing thou thou art thought Titus tongue Troilus Troy true Ulyss voices
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Pagina 59 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Pagina 81 - 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 22 - Amidst the other; whose medicinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad.
Pagina 63 - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Pagina 3 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Pagina 23 - Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then every thing includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite ; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Pagina 22 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pagina 81 - I am fallen indeed. CROM. How does your grace ? WOL. Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pagina 23 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or, rather, right and wrong (Between whose endless jar justice resides) Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything...
Pagina 73 - 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: perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way; For honour travels in a strait so narrow Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path...