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Pagina 134
... Arm . Why , sadness is one and the self - same thing , dear imp . Moth . No , no ; O lord , sir , no . that obscene ... Arm . How canst thou part sadness and melancholy , Moth . By a familiar demonstration of the working , my tough ...
... Arm . Why , sadness is one and the self - same thing , dear imp . Moth . No , no ; O lord , sir , no . that obscene ... Arm . How canst thou part sadness and melancholy , Moth . By a familiar demonstration of the working , my tough ...
Pagina 135
... Arm . Tell me precisely , of what complexion ? Moth . Of the sea - water green , sir . Arm . Is that one of the four complexions ? Moth . As I have read , sir ; and the best of them too . Arm . Green , indeed , is the colour of lovers ...
... Arm . Tell me precisely , of what complexion ? Moth . Of the sea - water green , sir . Arm . Is that one of the four complexions ? Moth . As I have read , sir ; and the best of them too . Arm . Green , indeed , is the colour of lovers ...
Pagina 137
... Arm . Warble , child ; make passionate my sense of hearing ! Moth . Concolinel- [ Singing . Boyet . Not unlike , sir ... arms crossed on your thin belly - doublet , like a rabbit on a spit ; or your hands in your pocket , like a man ...
... Arm . Warble , child ; make passionate my sense of hearing ! Moth . Concolinel- [ Singing . Boyet . Not unlike , sir ... arms crossed on your thin belly - doublet , like a rabbit on a spit ; or your hands in your pocket , like a man ...
Pagina 138
... Arm . Come hither , come hither ! How did this ar- gument begin ? Moth . By saying that a Costard was broken in a shin . Then call'd you for the l'envoy . Cost . True , and I for a plantain : thus came your argument in ; Then the boy's ...
... Arm . Come hither , come hither ! How did this ar- gument begin ? Moth . By saying that a Costard was broken in a shin . Then call'd you for the l'envoy . Cost . True , and I for a plantain : thus came your argument in ; Then the boy's ...
Pagina 144
... arms : Consider , what you first did swear unto ; — To fast , to study , and to see no woman ; - Flat treason ... Arm Hol . An Hol Mon and s Cos Tord Wor cabi afa M A M W hi I 1 th 1 + SW શ t Nath . A most singular and choice epithet ...
... arms : Consider , what you first did swear unto ; — To fast , to study , and to see no woman ; - Flat treason ... Arm Hol . An Hol Mon and s Cos Tord Wor cabi afa M A M W hi I 1 th 1 + SW શ t Nath . A most singular and choice epithet ...
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The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumul 3 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1828 |
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Pagina 367 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war...
Pagina 255 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pagina 367 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you ! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge,...
Pagina 307 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Pagina 289 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Pagina 267 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Pagina 254 - We still have judgement here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor. This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. 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.
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| Titlu | The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Fleischer, 1824 |
| Exemplar original de la | Biblioteca publică din New York |
| Scanată la | 30 dec. 2006 |
| Lungime | 830 pagini |
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