The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 100
Página 11
... hath he there been feen With tears augmenting the fresh morning - dew ; Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep fighs : But all fo foon as the all - cheering fun Should , in the fartheft east , begin to draw The fhady curtains from ...
... hath he there been feen With tears augmenting the fresh morning - dew ; Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep fighs : But all fo foon as the all - cheering fun Should , in the fartheft east , begin to draw The fhady curtains from ...
Página 14
... hath fworn , that she will still live chaste ? - Róm . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all posterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To ...
... hath fworn , that she will still live chaste ? - Róm . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all posterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To ...
Página 15
... hath not feen the change of fourteen years ; Let two more fummers wither in their pride , Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride . Par . Younger than fhe are happy mothers made . Cap . And too foon marr'd are thofe fo early made : The ...
... hath not feen the change of fourteen years ; Let two more fummers wither in their pride , Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride . Par . Younger than fhe are happy mothers made . Cap . And too foon marr'd are thofe fo early made : The ...
Página 20
... hath not fuch a flower . Nurfe . Nay , he's a flower ; in faith , a very flower . La . Cap . What fay you , can you like the gentle- man ? ( 8 ) + ; . This night you fhall behold him at our feaft ; Read o'er the volume of young Paris ...
... hath not fuch a flower . Nurfe . Nay , he's a flower ; in faith , a very flower . La . Cap . What fay you , can you like the gentle- man ? ( 8 ) + ; . This night you fhall behold him at our feaft ; Read o'er the volume of young Paris ...
Página 23
... hath been with you . ( 10 ) She is the Fancy's midwife , and she comes In shape no bigger than an agat - stone On the fore - finger of an alderman ; Drawn with a team of little atomies , Athwart mens ' nofes as they lie asleep : Her ...
... hath been with you . ( 10 ) She is the Fancy's midwife , and she comes In shape no bigger than an agat - stone On the fore - finger of an alderman ; Drawn with a team of little atomies , Athwart mens ' nofes as they lie asleep : Her ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
againſt becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio call'd Capulet Clown Cyprus dead death Defdemona Desdemona doft doth Duke Emil Enter ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes faid fame father fatire feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould flain fleep fome Fortinbras foul fpeak fpirit Friar Lawrence ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword gentleman give Hamlet hath heart heav'n himſelf honeft Horatio houſe huſband Iago is't itſelf Juliet King lady Laer Laertes lago loft Lord married Mercutio moft Moor moſt muft muſt myſelf night Nurfe Ophelia Othello paffage Perfon play pleaſe Poet Polonius pray purpoſe Quarto Queen reafon Rodorigo Romeo ſay Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thou art to-night Tybalt uſe villain whofe wife William Shakespeare word yourſelf
Pasajes populares
Página 231 - 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 : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 177 - 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 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Página 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Página 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Página 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Página 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Página 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.