The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volumen13Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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... drawn it into a series by dia- logue and action : but I am not able to apologise with equal plausibility for the extrusion of Gloster's eyes , which seems an act too horrid to be endured in dra- matic exhibition , and such as must ...
... drawn it into a series by dia- logue and action : but I am not able to apologise with equal plausibility for the extrusion of Gloster's eyes , which seems an act too horrid to be endured in dra- matic exhibition , and such as must ...
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... draw A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing will come of nothing ; speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I ...
... draw A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing will come of nothing ; speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I ...
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... drawn ; make from the shaft . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think'st thou , that duty shall have dread to speak ...
... drawn ; make from the shaft . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think'st thou , that duty shall have dread to speak ...
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... draws the horse ? Whoop , Jug ! I love thee.1 Lear . Does any here know me ? -Why this is not Lear . Does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ? Either his notion weakens , or his discernings are lethargied . — Sleeping or ...
... draws the horse ? Whoop , Jug ! I love thee.1 Lear . Does any here know me ? -Why this is not Lear . Does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ? Either his notion weakens , or his discernings are lethargied . — Sleeping or ...
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... draw my sword upon you . Draw seem to defend yourself : now quit you well . Yield : come before my father : -light , ho , here ! — Fly , brother ! -torches ! torches ! —so , farewell . [ Exit Edgar . Some blood drawn on me would beget ...
... draw my sword upon you . Draw seem to defend yourself : now quit you well . Yield : come before my father : -light , ho , here ! — Fly , brother ! -torches ! torches ! —so , farewell . [ Exit Edgar . Some blood drawn on me would beget ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool France FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poor Pr'ythee pray prince Regan ROMEO AND JULIET Samp SCENE Servants SHAK sirrah sister slain sleep speak stand stay Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt Verona vex'd villain weep word
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Página 128 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Página 75 - 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 204 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Página 27 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked between son and father.
Página 203 - But, soft ! what light through yonder window breaks ? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Página 28 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behavior,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun. the moon, and the stars...
Página 127 - A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yon' justice rails upon yon' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handydandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Página 207 - Well, do not swear : although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say
Página 211 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say— good night, till it be morrow.
Página 158 - Lear And my poor fool is hang'd. No, no, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never.