Scenes from Old Playbooks: Arranged as an Introduction to ShakespearePercy Simpson Clarendon Press, 1906 - 248 pagini |
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Pagina 18
... uncle knew a Roman , And how to speak him , how to give him weight In both his fortunes ! Bonduca . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach . 30 35 40 Caratach . Witness these wounds , I do ; they were fairly given ...
... uncle knew a Roman , And how to speak him , how to give him weight In both his fortunes ! Bonduca . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach . 30 35 40 Caratach . Witness these wounds , I do ; they were fairly given ...
Pagina 20
... uncle ? Caratach . Then ye must kill , sir , the next valiant Roman That calls ye knave , Hengo . And must I kill but one ? I hope , five hundred . Caratach . A hundred , boy , I hope . Hengo . Caratach . That's a noble boy ! Come ...
... uncle ? Caratach . Then ye must kill , sir , the next valiant Roman That calls ye knave , Hengo . And must I kill but one ? I hope , five hundred . Caratach . A hundred , boy , I hope . Hengo . Caratach . That's a noble boy ! Come ...
Pagina 22
... uncle ? Caratach . Hengo . They are Romans , boy . Are these they That vex mine aunt so ? can these fight ? They look Like empty scabbards all , no mettle in ' em ; Like men of clouts set to keep crows from orchards : 25 Why , I dare ...
... uncle ? Caratach . Hengo . They are Romans , boy . Are these they That vex mine aunt so ? can these fight ? They look Like empty scabbards all , no mettle in ' em ; Like men of clouts set to keep crows from orchards : 25 Why , I dare ...
Pagina 24
... uncle , Caratach . Hengo . We must all die ; my little brother died , I saw him die , and he died smiling ; sure There's no great pain in ' t , uncle ? But , pray , tell me , 5 Whither must we go when we are dead ? Caratach . Why to the ...
... uncle , Caratach . Hengo . We must all die ; my little brother died , I saw him die , and he died smiling ; sure There's no great pain in ' t , uncle ? But , pray , tell me , 5 Whither must we go when we are dead ? Caratach . Why to the ...
Pagina 25
... uncle , nor transgressed my parents ; I always said my prayers . Caratach . Indeed thou shalt . Hengo . Caratach . 15 Thou shalt go , then , When they please . That's my good boy ! Weary , uncle ? Art thou not weary , Hengo ? Hengo . I ...
... uncle , nor transgressed my parents ; I always said my prayers . Caratach . Indeed thou shalt . Hengo . Caratach . 15 Thou shalt go , then , When they please . That's my good boy ! Weary , uncle ? Art thou not weary , Hengo ? Hengo . I ...
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Scenes from Old Playbooks: Arranged as an Introduction to Shakespeare Percy Simpson Vizualizare completă - 1906 |
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actors Antonio Bassanio blood bond Bonduca Bottom brother Brutus Caesar Caratach Cassius Clarence Clitus comes court coward Cromwell crown Cymbeline dead death Decius Dogberry doth ducats Duke Earl Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff farewell father fear friends Gadshill gentle give grace Gratiano Guiomar hand hanged hath hear heart heaven Hengo Hobs honour Hubert Judas King Henry King's kneeling lady Leicester Leonato Lightborn live look lord Mark Antony master Master constable mercy Mortimer Nennius Nerissa never night noble pardon Pedant Philostrate Plantagenet play pluck Poins Portia pray Prince Pyramus Quince Richard ring Romans Rome Salanio scene Sellenger Shakespeare Shylock soldiers Somerset soul speak stand Suetonius Surrey sweet sword tanner tell thee Theseus Thisbe thou art thousand ducats Tubal uncle unto Urswick Venice villain Volumnius Warbeck Warwick watch WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Wolsey words ΙΟ
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Pagina 133 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Pagina 77 - This story shall the good man teach his son, And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by From this day to the ending of the world But we in it shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition.
Pagina 135 - This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Pagina 121 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Pagina 131 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pagina 139 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour?
Pagina 69 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height. On, on, you noblest English, Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Pagina 131 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
Pagina 132 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Pagina 61 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.