The Shakespeare Key: Unlocking the Treasures of His Style, Elucidating the Peculiarities of His Construction, and Displaying the Beauties of His Expression; Forming a Companion to "The Complete Concordance to Shakespeare".S. Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1879 - 810 páginas |
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... hath not eat paper , as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal , only sensible in the duller parts : and such barren plants are set before us , that we thankful should be — which we of ...
... hath not eat paper , as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal , only sensible in the duller parts : and such barren plants are set before us , that we thankful should be — which we of ...
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... Hath Cassius liv'd To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus , When grief , and blood ill - temper'd , vexeth him ? Bru . When I spoke that , I was ill - temper'd too . Cas . Do you confess so much ? Give me your hand . Bru . And my ...
... Hath Cassius liv'd To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus , When grief , and blood ill - temper'd , vexeth him ? Bru . When I spoke that , I was ill - temper'd too . Cas . Do you confess so much ? Give me your hand . Bru . And my ...
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... hath sold me . — Ant . & C. , iv . 10 . He hath wronged his honour in marrying the renowned Claudio . . to a con- taminated stale [ woman hackneyed in vicious courses ' ] , such a one as Hero.- M. Ado , ii . 2 . To link my dear friend ...
... hath sold me . — Ant . & C. , iv . 10 . He hath wronged his honour in marrying the renowned Claudio . . to a con- taminated stale [ woman hackneyed in vicious courses ' ] , such a one as Hero.- M. Ado , ii . 2 . To link my dear friend ...
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... hath divorc'd So many English kings . - 2 H. IV . , iv . 4 . About the mourning and congealèd face Of that black ... hath play'd the painter , and hath stel'd Thy beauty's form in table of my heart . - Sonnet 24 . Shakespeare has ...
... hath divorc'd So many English kings . - 2 H. IV . , iv . 4 . About the mourning and congealèd face Of that black ... hath play'd the painter , and hath stel'd Thy beauty's form in table of my heart . - Sonnet 24 . Shakespeare has ...
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... hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , else he loves me not . Hotspur . What , ho ! Enter a SERVANT . Is Gilliams with the packet gone ? Servant . He is , my lord , an hour ago . Hotspur . Hath Butler brought those horses . What ...
... hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , else he loves me not . Hotspur . What , ho ! Enter a SERVANT . Is Gilliams with the packet gone ? Servant . He is , my lord , an hour ago . Hotspur . Hath Butler brought those horses . What ...
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All's Antony bear better bring brother Cæsar Cassio comes Coriol Coriolanus Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost doth dramatist duke elliptically express eyes fair father fear Folio following passage fool friends gentle give gleek gone Gower grace Guiderius Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heaven hither hold honour hour Iago Ibid implied keep king knave lady Lear look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lysimachus Macb Macbeth madam Mark Antony master means Merry mistress ne'er never night noble o'er Othello Pericles phrase play Plutarch Pompey poor pray present prince queen Romeo Romeo and Juliet Rosaline scene sense Shakespeare soul speak speech stand sweet sword tell thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought Timon to-morrow to-night tongue Tybalt unto VIII word
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Página 90 - Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time Which now suits with it.
Página 613 - And let those that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villainous; and . shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Página 734 - tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Página 676 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Página 612 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Página 72 - I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife. — " Fie upon this quiet life! I want work.
Página 429 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Página 674 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Página 673 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 679 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love*, — But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought : And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed...