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Pagina 20
... sweet discourse , converse with noblemen , And be in eye of every exercise , Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth . pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . [ Exit . Jul . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful ...
... sweet discourse , converse with noblemen , And be in eye of every exercise , Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth . pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . [ Exit . Jul . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful ...
Pagina 23
... sweet benefit of time , To clothe minc age with angel - like perfection : Yet hath Sir Proteus , for that's his name ... sweet lady , entertain him To be my fellow - servant to your ladyship ! Sil . Too low a mistress for so high a ...
... sweet benefit of time , To clothe minc age with angel - like perfection : Yet hath Sir Proteus , for that's his name ... sweet lady , entertain him To be my fellow - servant to your ladyship ! Sil . Too low a mistress for so high a ...
Pagina 29
... sweet concert ! To their instruments Tune a deploring dump ! the night's dead silence Will well become such sweet complaining grievance . This , or else nothing , will inherit her . Duke . This discipline shows , thou hast been in love ...
... sweet concert ! To their instruments Tune a deploring dump ! the night's dead silence Will well become such sweet complaining grievance . This , or else nothing , will inherit her . Duke . This discipline shows , thou hast been in love ...
Pagina 56
... sweet perfections ) with one self - king ! - Away before me to sweet beds of flowers ! Love - thoughts lie rich , when canopied with bowers . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The Sea - coast . Enter VIOLA , Captain , and Sailors . Vio . What ...
... sweet perfections ) with one self - king ! - Away before me to sweet beds of flowers ! Love - thoughts lie rich , when canopied with bowers . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The Sea - coast . Enter VIOLA , Captain , and Sailors . Vio . What ...
Pagina 59
... sweet lady , Vio . In Orsino's bosom . Oli . In his bosom ? in what chapter of his bosom ? Vio . " Tis beauty truly blent , whose red and white Nature's own sweet and canning hand laid on . Lady , you are the cruel'st she alive , If you ...
... sweet lady , Vio . In Orsino's bosom . Oli . In his bosom ? in what chapter of his bosom ? Vio . " Tis beauty truly blent , whose red and white Nature's own sweet and canning hand laid on . Lady , you are the cruel'st she alive , If you ...
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The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumul 3 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1828 |
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Alençon arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab king lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress mylord never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah soul speak Suffolk swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain What's wife wilt word
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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.