The Shakespearian dictionary; a general index to the popular expressions, and most striking passages in the works of ShakespeareSmith, Elder, 1832 - 367 páginas |
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... breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ; even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enrag'd with grief ... break thy neck with following it ; but the great one that goes up ACCUSATION . To vouch this is no proof , Without B ...
... breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ; even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enrag'd with grief ... break thy neck with following it ; but the great one that goes up ACCUSATION . To vouch this is no proof , Without B ...
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... breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ; even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enrag'd with grief ... break thy neck with following it ; but the great one that goes up ADVICE , -continued . the hill , let him draw B 2 ...
... breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ; even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enrag'd with grief ... break thy neck with following it ; but the great one that goes up ADVICE , -continued . the hill , let him draw B 2 ...
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... break into this woman's mood ! Now , by the ground that I am banish'd from , Well could I curse away a winter's night , Though standing naked on a mountain top , Where biting cold would never let grass grow , And think it but a minute ...
... break into this woman's mood ! Now , by the ground that I am banish'd from , Well could I curse away a winter's night , Though standing naked on a mountain top , Where biting cold would never let grass grow , And think it but a minute ...
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... break , Should I not curse them . Poison be their drink ! Gall , worse than gall , the daintiest that they taste ! Their sweetest shade , a grove of cypress trees ! Their chiefest prospect , murd'ring basilisks ! Their softest touch ...
... break , Should I not curse them . Poison be their drink ! Gall , worse than gall , the daintiest that they taste ! Their sweetest shade , a grove of cypress trees ! Their chiefest prospect , murd'ring basilisks ! Their softest touch ...
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... . III . v . 3 . And flaky darkness breaks within the east . And yon grey lines that fret the clouds , Are messengers of day . J. C. ii . 1 . DAWN , -continued . This morning , like the spirit DAW 58 SHAKESPEARIAN DICTIONARY . 38.
... . III . v . 3 . And flaky darkness breaks within the east . And yon grey lines that fret the clouds , Are messengers of day . J. C. ii . 1 . DAWN , -continued . This morning , like the spirit DAW 58 SHAKESPEARIAN DICTIONARY . 38.
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Términos y frases comunes
A. C. iv A. Y. ii art thou bear blood blows breath Cæsar cheeks coward crown dead death deed devil dost doth ears earth eyes fair fault fear fire fool fortune foul friends gentle give grace grief H. V. iv H.IV hand hang hath hear heart heaven hell honest honour K. L. iv king knave live look lord lov'd M. M. ii M. V. iii men's mock moon nature ne'er never night noble o'er oath peace pity play Poems poor prince R. J. iii shame sighs sing slave sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stand swear sweet sword T. N. iii tears tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue true valour VIII villain virtue vows W. T. iv weep wind words wretch youth
Pasajes populares
Página 349 - your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in 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.
Página 75 - O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or, that the everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God ! O God ! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! fie on't! 'tis an unweeded garden,
Página 2 - nor a lender be : For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all,—To thine own self be true ; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Farewell:—my blessing season this in thee!
Página 120 - We defy augury ; there is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, '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. . . . H. v. 2. But,
Página 272 - MAB. O, then, I see, queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone, On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : The
Página 60 - 2. Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot: This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
Página 283 - 0. iii. 3. REPUTATION (See also HONOUR). 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 niches from me my good name, Robs me
Página 59 - 1. Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Página 304 - Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd ' Out of the powerful regions under earth, Help me this once. . H. VI. PT. iv 3. Glendower.—I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur.—Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them t
Página 235 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; now witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus, with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.