The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volumen6R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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Página 81
... heaven I'll make a ghost of him that lets me . " Thus the original edition . The subsequent copies read - no stop to me . MALONE . VOL . VI . G ROM . Alack ! there lies more peril in thine SC . 11 . 81 ROMEO AND JULIET .
... heaven I'll make a ghost of him that lets me . " Thus the original edition . The subsequent copies read - no stop to me . MALONE . VOL . VI . G ROM . Alack ! there lies more peril in thine SC . 11 . 81 ROMEO AND JULIET .
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... heaven clears , Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears ; Lo , here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet : If e'er thou wast thyself , and these woes thine , Thou and these woes were all for ...
... heaven clears , Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears ; Lo , here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet : If e'er thou wast thyself , and these woes thine , Thou and these woes were all for ...
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... heaven's own tinct . " In Twelfth Night , Olivia says , " I will give out divers schedules of my beauty ; —as item , two lips , indifferent red ; item , two grey eyes , with lids to them , " & c . So Julia , in The Two Gentlemen of ...
... heaven's own tinct . " In Twelfth Night , Olivia says , " I will give out divers schedules of my beauty ; —as item , two lips , indifferent red ; item , two grey eyes , with lids to them , " & c . So Julia , in The Two Gentlemen of ...
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... heaven bless thee ! - Hark you , sir . ROM . What say'st thou , my dear nurse ? NURSE . Is your man secret ? Did you ne'er hear 3- say- * Quarto A , conduct . Here is for thy pains . ] So , in The Tragical Hystory of Romeus and Juliet ...
... heaven bless thee ! - Hark you , sir . ROM . What say'st thou , my dear nurse ? NURSE . Is your man secret ? Did you ne'er hear 3- say- * Quarto A , conduct . Here is for thy pains . ] So , in The Tragical Hystory of Romeus and Juliet ...
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... heavens upon this holy act , That after - hours with sorrow chide us not ! * Quarto A , A bridegroom to make you a bride . + Quarto A : Nur . Doth this newes please you now ? Jul . How doth her better words revive my heart . Thanks ...
... heavens upon this holy act , That after - hours with sorrow chide us not ! * Quarto A , A bridegroom to make you a bride . + Quarto A : Nur . Doth this newes please you now ? Jul . How doth her better words revive my heart . Thanks ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Benvolio better BOSWELL brest called Capulet daughter dead death dost doth DUKE edition editors emendation Enter Exeunt eyes fair father fear fool Fortune Friar fryer give gleek greefe hand hart hath heart heaven JOHNSON King Henry kiss lady live lord Love's Labour's Lost lovers lyfe MALONE Mantua married means Mercutio Montague musick mynde night nurce NURSE old copy Orlando Paris passage payne Phebe play poem poet Pope pray prince quarto quintain quoth Rape of Lucrece Romeo Romeus and Juliet Rosalind scene second folio Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak speech STEEVENS stryfe sweet tears tell thee theyr thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thought tomb TOUCH Tybalt unto Verona WARBURTON wilt word wyfe youth
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Página 380 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 52 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; The traces, of the smallest spider's web; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm 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...
Página 66 - Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers
Página 242 - O ! here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.
Página 77 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
Página 84 - O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
Página 78 - 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 wond'ring 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 161 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Página 56 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Página 409 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then the lover, • Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...