The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Tema 14G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... madam ! nay , it is ; I know not seems . ' Tis not alone my inky cloak , good mother , Nor customary suits of solemn black , Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath , No , nor the fruitful river in the eye , Nor the dejected haviour of ...
... madam ! nay , it is ; I know not seems . ' Tis not alone my inky cloak , good mother , Nor customary suits of solemn black , Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath , No , nor the fruitful river in the eye , Nor the dejected haviour of ...
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... madam . King . Why , ' tis a loving and a fair reply ; Be as ourself in Denmark . -Madam , come ; This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart : in grace whereof , 12 No jocund health , that Denmark drinks to - day ...
... madam . King . Why , ' tis a loving and a fair reply ; Be as ourself in Denmark . -Madam , come ; This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart : in grace whereof , 12 No jocund health , that Denmark drinks to - day ...
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... madam 36 , to expostulate What majesty should be , what duty is , Why day is day , night , night , and time is time , Were nothing but to waste night , day , and time . Therefore , since brevity is the soul of wit , And tediousness the ...
... madam 36 , to expostulate What majesty should be , what duty is , Why day is day , night , night , and time is time , Were nothing but to waste night , day , and time . Therefore , since brevity is the soul of wit , And tediousness the ...
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... Madam , I swear , I use no art at all . That he is mad , ' tis true : ' tis true , ' tis pity ; And pity ' tis , ' tis true : a foolish figure ; But farewell it , for I will use no art . Mad let us grant him then : and now remains ...
... Madam , I swear , I use no art at all . That he is mad , ' tis true : ' tis true , ' tis pity ; And pity ' tis , ' tis true : a foolish figure ; But farewell it , for I will use no art . Mad let us grant him then : and now remains ...
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... Madam , it so fell out , that certain players We o'er - raught on the way : of these we told him ; And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it : They are about the court ; And , as I think , they have already order This night ...
... Madam , it so fell out , that certain players We o'er - raught on the way : of these we told him ; And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it : They are about the court ; And , as I think , they have already order This night ...
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Términos y frases comunes
beseech Bian blood Brabantio Cassio Cyprus daughter dead dear death Denmark Desdemona devil dost thou doth drink Duke Emil Emilia Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool Fortinbras foul gentlemen Ghost give grace Guil Guildenstern Hamlet handkerchief Hanmer hath hear heart heaven honest honour Horatio husband i'the Iago is't JOHNSON kill'd King knave lady Laer Laertes lieutenant look lord madam madness marry means Michael Cassio Moor murder nature never night noble Norway o'er Ophelia Osrick play poison'd Polonius Pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus quarto Queen racter revenge Roderigo ROSENCRANTZ Rosencrantz and Guildenstern SCENE sense Shakspeare soul speak speech STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou dost thou hast thought to-night true trumpet Venice villain WARBURTON what's wife word
Pasajes populares
Página 156 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
Página 282 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Página 34 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 353 - No more of that. — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Página 234 - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man ; she thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake : She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd : Here comes the lady ; let her witness it.
Página 79 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Página 102 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 94 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Página 74 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
Página 143 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?