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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... hour of the sun , will , with a trumpet , ' twixt our tents and Troy , to - morrow morning call some knight to arms " ; Diomed bids his servant take the steed which he has won in battle to Cressid as a token that he is her " knight by ...
... hour of the sun , will , with a trumpet , ' twixt our tents and Troy , to - morrow morning call some knight to arms " ; Diomed bids his servant take the steed which he has won in battle to Cressid as a token that he is her " knight by ...
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... hour . - As You L. , iv . 3 . " Johnson authoritatively says , " We must read , within two hours ; because when Orlando parts from the forest youth in act iv . , sc . I. , he has said , " For these two hours , Rosalind , I will leave ...
... hour . - As You L. , iv . 3 . " Johnson authoritatively says , " We must read , within two hours ; because when Orlando parts from the forest youth in act iv . , sc . I. , he has said , " For these two hours , Rosalind , I will leave ...
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... hour or more . - Oth . , iv . 1 . So she from Egypt drive her all - disgraced friend ! —Ant . & C. , iii . 10 . Though I profess myself her adorer , not [ merely ] her friend . You are a friend , and therein the wiser . - Cym . , i . 5 ...
... hour or more . - Oth . , iv . 1 . So she from Egypt drive her all - disgraced friend ! —Ant . & C. , iii . 10 . Though I profess myself her adorer , not [ merely ] her friend . You are a friend , and therein the wiser . - Cym . , i . 5 ...
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... hours , whose bed , whose meal , and exercise , Are still together , who twin , as ' twere , in love Unseparable , shall within this hour , On a dissension of a doit , break out To bitterest enmity . - Ibid . , iv . 4 . Finally , Iago ...
... hours , whose bed , whose meal , and exercise , Are still together , who twin , as ' twere , in love Unseparable , shall within this hour , On a dissension of a doit , break out To bitterest enmity . - Ibid . , iv . 4 . Finally , Iago ...
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... hour of exposure . ' It is used in refer- ence to the Chamberlain's compassionate words , " my heart weeps to see him so little of his great self " ; and Wolsey uses the words " little good " in rejoinder to signify small amount of good ...
... hour of exposure . ' It is used in refer- ence to the Chamberlain's compassionate words , " my heart weeps to see him so little of his great self " ; and Wolsey uses the words " little good " in rejoinder to signify small amount of good ...
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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...