The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... Doth equal , and with Sophocles we may " Compare great Shakspeare ; Aristophanes " Never like him his fancy could display : " Witness The Prince of Tyre , his Pericles : " His fweet and his to be admired lay " He wrote of luftful ...
... Doth equal , and with Sophocles we may " Compare great Shakspeare ; Aristophanes " Never like him his fancy could display : " Witness The Prince of Tyre , his Pericles : " His fweet and his to be admired lay " He wrote of luftful ...
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... doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods : in vice their law's their will ; And if Jove stray , who dares say , Jove doth ill ? It is enough you know ; and it is fit , What being more known grows worse , to fmother it . All love the womb ...
... doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods : in vice their law's their will ; And if Jove stray , who dares say , Jove doth ill ? It is enough you know ; and it is fit , What being more known grows worse , to fmother it . All love the womb ...
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... doth fin In fuch a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this prince must die ; For by his fall my honour must keep high . Who attends on us there ? Enter THALIARD . Thal . Doth your highness call ? Ant . Thaliard , you're of our ...
... doth fin In fuch a loathed manner : And therefore instantly this prince must die ; For by his fall my honour must keep high . Who attends on us there ? Enter THALIARD . Thal . Doth your highness call ? Ant . Thaliard , you're of our ...
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... doth level at , so thou ne'er return , Unless thou fay , Prince Pericles is dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him fure : fo farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ...
... doth level at , so thou ne'er return , Unless thou fay , Prince Pericles is dead . Thal . My lord , if I Can get him once within my pistol's length , I'll make him fure : fo farewell to your highness . [ Exit . Ant . Thaliard , adieu ...
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... doth , ) That I should open to the listening air , How many worthy princes ' bloods were shed , To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope , - To lop that doubt , he'll fill this land with arms , And make pretence of wrong that I have done ...
... doth , ) That I should open to the listening air , How many worthy princes ' bloods were shed , To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope , - To lop that doubt , he'll fill this land with arms , And make pretence of wrong that I have done ...
Términos y frases comunes
Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
Pasajes populares
Página 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Página 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Página 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Página 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Página 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Página 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Página 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Página 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Página 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.