Othello, the Moor of Venice: With Introd., and Notes Explanatory and Critical, for Use in Schools and FamiliesGinn, 1887 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Antony and Cleopatra beseech Bian Bianca blood Brabantio Cæsar character Coriolanus course Cymbeline Cyprus Desdemona devil dost thou doth Duke edition Emil Emilia English ensign Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit exsufflicate Farewell fear folio fool foot-note fortunes give Hamlet hand handkerchief hast hath heart Heaven honest honour Hudson husband Iago Iago's is't jealous jealousy Julius Cæsar kill'd King Lear knave lady lieutenant look lord Macbeth Mailing price matter means Merchant of Venice Michael Cassio mind mistress MONTANO Moor murder nature never night noble old copies read passion play Poet Poet's Pr'ythee pray purse quarto revenge Roderigo SCENE scorn seems sense Shake Shakespeare Signior soul speak speech sweet thee thing thou art thou dost thought to-night truth twas Twelfth Night valiant Venice villain wanton wife WILLIAM MINTO willow Winter's Tale word
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Página 125 - O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites ! I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others
Página 77 - If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions; but we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that you call love to be a sect or scion.
Página 120 - t is 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.
Página 192 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Página 108 - I'll pour this pestilence into his ear, That she repeals him for her body's lust; And, by how much she strives to do him good, She shall undo her credit with the Moor. So will I turn her virtue into pitch, And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh them all.
Página 130 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Página 177 - I'll smell it on the tree. — [Kissing her. 0 balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword ! — One more, one more. — Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee, And love thee after: — One more, and this the last: So sweet was ne'er so fatal.
Página 171 - He hath a daily beauty in his life That makes me ugly ; and, besides, the Moor May unfold me to him ; there stand I in much peril : No, he must die.
Página 205 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow [Kneels.
Página 69 - Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.