Selections from Shakspeare, by B. OakleyLongman & Company, 1828 - 182 páginas |
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... woman , naturally born to fears . I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For Grief is proud , and makes his owner stout . .here I and Sorrow sit : - Here is my throne , bid kings come bow to it . Let not the hours of this ungodly day ...
... woman , naturally born to fears . I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For Grief is proud , and makes his owner stout . .here I and Sorrow sit : - Here is my throne , bid kings come bow to it . Let not the hours of this ungodly day ...
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... , earth , gape open wide , and eat him quick . GLOUCESTER . Vouchsafe , divine perfection of a woman ! Of these supposed evils , to give me leave , By circumstance , but to acquit myself . .... who should study to prefer a peace , If.
... , earth , gape open wide , and eat him quick . GLOUCESTER . Vouchsafe , divine perfection of a woman ! Of these supposed evils , to give me leave , By circumstance , but to acquit myself . .... who should study to prefer a peace , If.
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... woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? And I no friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , —all the world to nothing ! A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman ...
... woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? And I no friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , —all the world to nothing ! A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman ...
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... woman with mine eyes , And braggart with my tongue ! MACBETH . I have lived long enough ; my May of life Is fallen into the sear , the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age , As honour , love , obedience , troops of ...
... woman with mine eyes , And braggart with my tongue ! MACBETH . I have lived long enough ; my May of life Is fallen into the sear , the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age , As honour , love , obedience , troops of ...
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... woman born . Accursed be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believed , That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear , And ...
... woman born . Accursed be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believed , That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear , And ...
Términos y frases comunes
admiration ANTONIO APEMANTUS beauty BENJAMIN OAKLEY blood bond brains brow BRUTUS CASSIO cheeks clouds CORIOLANUS CYMBELINE death DESDEMONA devil doth DUKE ears earth EDEN LODGE fair false fear fire flesh fool gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give GLOUCESTER grace GRATIANO HAMLET hate hath head hear heart heaven honour HORATIO IAGO JOHNSON'S PREFACE JULIET kill'd KING HENRY KING HENRY VI KING JOHN KING LEAR LADY MACBETH live look lord MADAM MEASURE FOR MEASURE MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy mind nature never night noble o'er OTHELLO play Pluck Poet poor PORTIA praise PRINCE proud revenge RICHARD III ROMEO ROMEO AND JULIET SHAKSPEARE shew SHYLOCK slave sleep soul speak spirit sweet tears tempest thee There's thine thing Thou art thou dost thou hast TIMON TIMON OF ATHENS tongue valiant violet virtue what's wind words wretch
Pasajes populares
Página 114 - LORENZO. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night, Becomes the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest
Página 127 - DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. — That strain again;—it had a dying fall; 0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. 0,
Página 119 - ISABELLA. O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. Merciful heaven! Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak, Than the soft myrtle: — O, but man, proud man! Brest in a little brief authority,
Página 105 - PORTIA. If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Página 31 - Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man. 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. O shame! where is thy blush
Página 20 - Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believed, That palter with us in a double sense; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
Página 104 - BASSANIO. Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice: his reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search. ANTONIO.
Página 129 - VIOLA. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And to do that well craves a kind of wit.
Página 43 - IAGO. 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. OTHELLO.
Página 111 - BASSANIO. I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong; And curb this cruel devil of his will. PORTIA. It must not be ; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by