-IIIL.A. Lewis, 125, Fleet Street., 1841 |
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Página 52
... grace she owed , And put it to the foil : 3 But you , O you , So perfect , and so peerless are created Of every creature's best . Mir . I do not know One of my sex ; no woman's face remember , Save , from my glass , mine own ; nor have ...
... grace she owed , And put it to the foil : 3 But you , O you , So perfect , and so peerless are created Of every creature's best . Mir . I do not know One of my sex ; no woman's face remember , Save , from my glass , mine own ; nor have ...
Página 53
... grace On that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mir . At mine unworthiness , that dare not offer What I desire to give ; and much less take , What I shall die to want . But this is trifling ; And all the more it ...
... grace On that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mir . At mine unworthiness , that dare not offer What I desire to give ; and much less take , What I shall die to want . But this is trifling ; And all the more it ...
Página 65
... grace it had , devouring : Of my instruction hast thou nothing ' bated , In what thou hadst to say : so , with good life , 3 And observation strange , my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done : my high charms work , And these ...
... grace it had , devouring : Of my instruction hast thou nothing ' bated , In what thou hadst to say : so , with good life , 3 And observation strange , my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done : my high charms work , And these ...
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... grace , Here on this grass - plot , in this very place , To come and sport : her peacocks fly amain ; 5 Approach , rich Ceres , her to entertain . Enter CERES . Cer . Hail , many - color'd messenger , that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of ...
... grace , Here on this grass - plot , in this very place , To come and sport : her peacocks fly amain ; 5 Approach , rich Ceres , her to entertain . Enter CERES . Cer . Hail , many - color'd messenger , that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of ...
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... grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you mean , To dote thus on such luggage ? Let it alone , And do the murder first : if he awake , From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ; Make us strange ...
... grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you mean , To dote thus on such luggage ? Let it alone , And do the murder first : if he awake , From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ; Make us strange ...
Términos y frases comunes
Ariel banish'd Ben Jonson boatswain Caliban canst comedy conjecture criticism daughter didst diligence dost doth drama duke of Milan Eglamour Exeunt Exit eyes father faults gentle gentlemen GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give Gonzalo grace hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honor island Item Jonson Julia king knowlege labor lady ladyship language Launce learning letter living look lord Lucetta madam Silvia Malone Marry master mind Miranda mistress monster Naples nature never passion Phaëton play poet Pr'ythee praise pray Prospero SCENE servant SHAK Shakspeare Shakspeare's sir Proteus sir Thurio sometimes speak Speed spirit Stephano strange Stratford Stratford-on-Avon Susanna Hall sweet Sycorax tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast Thou shalt thought thyself tragedy Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine Verona words writers
Pasajes populares
Página 73 - 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.
Página 21 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Página li - IN the name of God, Amen. I William Shakspeare, of Stratford-upon-Avon, in the county of Warwick, gent., in perfect health and memory (God be praised), do make and ordain this my last will and testament in manner and form following : that is to say — First, I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping, and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting ; and my body to the earth whereof it is made.
Página 60 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Página lx - His persons act and speak by the influence of those general passions and principles by which all minds are agitated, and the whole system of life is continued in motion. In the writings of other poets a character is too often an individual; in those of Shakespeare it is commonly a species.
Página 66 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Página 110 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
Página xvii - He had by a misfortune, common enough to young fellows, fallen into ill company, and amongst them some that made a frequent practice of deer-stealing, engaged him more than once in robbing a park that belonged to Sir Thomas Lucy of Charlecote, near Stratford.
Página xlvi - I loved the man, and do honour his memory on this side idolatry as much as any. He was, indeed, honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped.
Página 81 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the...