The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Volumen8G. Bell, 1875 |
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... live a man forbid 6 : Weary sev'n - nights , nine times nine , Shall he dwindle , peak ; and pine7 : Though his bark cannot be lost , Yet it shall be tempest - toss'd8 . Look what I have . 2 Witch . Show me , show me . 1 Witch . Here I ...
... live a man forbid 6 : Weary sev'n - nights , nine times nine , Shall he dwindle , peak ; and pine7 : Though his bark cannot be lost , Yet it shall be tempest - toss'd8 . Look what I have . 2 Witch . Show me , show me . 1 Witch . Here I ...
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... Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me , By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips : -You should be women , And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so . Macb ...
... Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me , By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips : -You should be women , And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so . Macb ...
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... lives , A prosperous gentleman ; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ! or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such ...
... lives , A prosperous gentleman ; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief , No more than to be Cawdor . Say , from whence You owe this strange intelligence ! or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such ...
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... lives ? Why do you dress me In borrow'd robes ? Ang . Who was the thane , lives yet ; But under heavy judgment bears that life Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was combin'd With those of Norway , or did line the rebel With hidden ...
... lives ? Why do you dress me In borrow'd robes ? Ang . Who was the thane , lives yet ; But under heavy judgment bears that life Which he deserves to lose . Whether he was combin'd With those of Norway , or did line the rebel With hidden ...
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... live a coward in thine own esteem ; Letting I dare not wait upon I would , Like the poor cat i'the adage ?? Macb . Pr'ythee , peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more , is none . Lady M. That made What beast 9 was ...
... live a coward in thine own esteem ; Letting I dare not wait upon I would , Like the poor cat i'the adage ?? Macb . Pr'ythee , peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more , is none . Lady M. That made What beast 9 was ...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volumen8 William Shakespeare,William Harness Vista completa - 1830 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volumen8 William Shakespeare,William Harness Vista completa - 1830 |
Términos y frases comunes
Banquo blood called Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Denmark devil dost doth Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance folio reads Fool Gent gentleman Gentlemen of Verona Ghost give Gloster Goneril grace grief Guil Hamlet hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate Holinshed honour Horatio is't Julius Cæsar Kent King Henry King Lear knave Lady Laer Laertes Lear letter look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam Malone means murder nature night noble old copy reads omitted Ophelia Othello passage play poet poison'd POLONIUS poor pray quarto of 1603 quartos read Queen Regan Rosse SCENE sense Shakespeare signifies sister sleep soul speak speech spirit Steevens Stew sword tell thane thee There's thine thing thought villain Winter's Tale Witch word
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Página 17 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Página 229 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law : but 'tis not so above ; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Página 234 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 209 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Página 134 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of...
Página 251 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Página 211 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 209 - ... accent of christians, nor the gait of christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 153 - Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd, Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again. What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 322 - Lear. Let it be so, — thy truth, then, be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And, as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee, from this, for ever.