The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volumul 2Charles Knight, 1851 |
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Pagina 47
... hang , To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm , And never shall it more be gracious . LEON . Hath no man's dagger here a point for me ? BEAT . Why , how now , cousin ?. wherefore sink you down ? D. JOHN . Come , let us go : these ...
... hang , To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm , And never shall it more be gracious . LEON . Hath no man's dagger here a point for me ? BEAT . Why , how now , cousin ?. wherefore sink you down ? D. JOHN . Come , let us go : these ...
Pagina 49
... Hang mournful epitaphs , and do all rites That appertain unto a burial . LEON . What shall become of this ? What will this do ? COMEDIES . - VOL . II . .. D FRIAR . Marry , this , well carried , shall SCENE I. ] 49 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
... Hang mournful epitaphs , and do all rites That appertain unto a burial . LEON . What shall become of this ? What will this do ? COMEDIES . - VOL . II . .. D FRIAR . Marry , this , well carried , shall SCENE I. ] 49 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
Pagina 62
... Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb , And sing it to her bones ; sing it to - night : - To - morrow morning come you ... hanging by it ; and borrows money in God's name ; the which he hath used so long , and never paid , that now men grow ...
... Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb , And sing it to her bones ; sing it to - night : - To - morrow morning come you ... hanging by it ; and borrows money in God's name ; the which he hath used so long , and never paid , that now men grow ...
Pagina 65
... Hang thou there upon the tomb , Praising her when I am dumb . " Now , music sound , and sing your solemn hymn . SONG . " Pardon , Goddess of the night , Those that slew thy virgin knight ; For the which , with songs of woe , Round about ...
... Hang thou there upon the tomb , Praising her when I am dumb . " Now , music sound , and sing your solemn hymn . SONG . " Pardon , Goddess of the night , Those that slew thy virgin knight ; For the which , with songs of woe , Round about ...
Pagina 72
... Hang me in a bottle like a cat , " & c . This is very obvious . A cat was hung in a bottle and shot at ; -as cocks were thrown at . Yet we have a story of a cat being closed up in a wooden bottle , containing also soot , and he that ...
... Hang me in a bottle like a cat , " & c . This is very obvious . A cat was hung in a bottle and shot at ; -as cocks were thrown at . Yet we have a story of a cat being closed up in a wooden bottle , containing also soot , and he that ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Angelo Anne Appears Ariel Autolycus BEAT Beatrice Benedick better Bohemia brother CAIUS Caliban Camillo CLAUD Claudio Clown COMEDIES.-VOL daughter death DOGB dost doth DUKE Enter ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father folio follow fool FORD friar gentleman give grace hand hang hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero hither honour HOST HUGH EVANS husband Illyria ISAB John king lady LEON Leonato look lord LUCIO maid Malvolio marry master constable master doctor mistress never night original Orlando passage PEDRO Pompey pray prince prithee Prospero PROV Provost quarto queen Re-enter reading Rosalind SCENE Shakspere Shakspere's SHAL SHEP signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby SLEN song speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's thou art to-morrow true wife Windsor woman word
Pasaje populare
Pagina 580 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Pagina 284 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pagina 554 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Pagina 424 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
Pagina 285 - My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there.