The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, Volumen1 |
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... Trin . Here's neither bush nor shrub , to bear off any weather at all , and another storm brewing ; I hear it sing i ' the wind : yond ' same black cloud , yond ' huge one , looks like a foul bumbardt that would shed his liquor . If it ...
... Trin . Here's neither bush nor shrub , to bear off any weather at all , and another storm brewing ; I hear it sing i ' the wind : yond ' same black cloud , yond ' huge one , looks like a foul bumbardt that would shed his liquor . If it ...
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... Trin . I should know that voice : it should be- but he is drowned ; and these are devils : O ! de- fend me ! - Ste . Four legs , and two voices ; a most delicate * India . monster ! His forward voice now is to speak well 36 . Act II ...
... Trin . I should know that voice : it should be- but he is drowned ; and these are devils : O ! de- fend me ! - Ste . Four legs , and two voices ; a most delicate * India . monster ! His forward voice now is to speak well 36 . Act II ...
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... Trin . Stephano , - Ste . Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy ! mercy ! this is a devil , and no monster : I will leave I have no long spoon . him ; Trin . Stephano ! -if thou beest Stephano , touch me , and speak to me ; for I am ...
... Trin . Stephano , - Ste . Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy ! mercy ! this is a devil , and no monster : I will leave I have no long spoon . him ; Trin . Stephano ! -if thou beest Stephano , touch me , and speak to me ; for I am ...
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... Trin . O Stephano , hast any more of this ? Ste . The whole butt , man ; my cellar is in a rock by the sea - side , where my wine is hid . How now , moon - calf ? how does thine ague ? Cal . Hast thou not dropped from heaven ? Ste . Out ...
... Trin . O Stephano , hast any more of this ? Ste . The whole butt , man ; my cellar is in a rock by the sea - side , where my wine is hid . How now , moon - calf ? how does thine ague ? Cal . Hast thou not dropped from heaven ? Ste . Out ...
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... Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . Cal . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring , Nor scrape trenchering , nor wash dish ; ' Ban , ' Ban , Ca - Caliban , Has a new master - Get a new man . Freedom ...
... Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . Cal . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring , Nor scrape trenchering , nor wash dish ; ' Ban , ' Ban , Ca - Caliban , Has a new master - Get a new man . Freedom ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter devil dost thou doth Duke Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host Hugh Evans husband Illyria Isab Julia knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Milan Mira mistress Anne mistress Ford never night Olivia pardon peace Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Hugh sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch Slen speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio to-morrow Trin Valentine What's wife woman word
Pasajes populares
Página 25 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Página 353 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder...
Página 71 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Página 352 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 61 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune...
Página 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Página 16 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Página 323 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Página 366 - And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 61 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.