The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, Explanatory Foot-notes, Critical Notes, and a Glossarial Index, Volúmenes 7-8Ginn & Heath, 1880 |
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... Exit . 1 Here , as in many other places , good is used just as we now use well . So a little after : " Good , yet remember whom thou hast aboard . " Also in Hamlet , i . I : " Good now , sit down , and tell me , " & c . 2 Yarely is ...
... Exit . 1 Here , as in many other places , good is used just as we now use well . So a little after : " Good , yet remember whom thou hast aboard . " Also in Hamlet , i . I : " Good now , sit down , and tell me , " & c . 2 Yarely is ...
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... Exit . Gonza . I have great comfort from this fellow : methinks he hath no drowning - mark upon him ; his complexion is perfect gallows . - Stand fast , good Fate , to his hanging ! make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own ...
... Exit . Gonza . I have great comfort from this fellow : methinks he hath no drowning - mark upon him ; his complexion is perfect gallows . - Stand fast , good Fate , to his hanging ! make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own ...
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... Exit . [ Exit . Gonza . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; ling , heath , broom , furze , any thing.18 The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . 19 [ Exit . 16 Glut for englut ...
... Exit . [ Exit . Gonza . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; ling , heath , broom , furze , any thing.18 The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . 19 [ Exit . 16 Glut for englut ...
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... Exit ARIEL . Mira . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pros . Shake it off . Come on ; We'll visit Caliban my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira . I do not love to look on . Pros . ' Tis a ...
... Exit ARIEL . Mira . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pros . Shake it off . Come on ; We'll visit Caliban my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira . I do not love to look on . Pros . ' Tis a ...
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... Exit . Pros . Thou poisonous slave , got by the Devil himself Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew 76 as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen Drop on you both ! a south ...
... Exit . Pros . Thou poisonous slave , got by the Devil himself Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew 76 as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen Drop on you both ! a south ...
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Anto Ariel Autolycus blood Bohemia brave Cade Caliban Camillo Capell Collier's second folio Corrected crown Cymbeline daughter death dost doth Duke Duke of York Dyce Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Ferd foot-note France give Gloster Gonza Grace hand Hanmer hath heart Heaven Herm Hermione honour Jack Cade Julius Cæsar King Henry lady Leon Leontes look lord Lord Protector master means Mira never noble old text reads passage play Poet Polix Polixenes pr'ythee pray Prince Pros Prospero Protector PUCELLE quarto Queen Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Sebas sense Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Somerset speak spirit Steph Suffolk sweet sword Talbot thee thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thought traitor Trin unto Walker Warwick wife wilt Winter's Tale word York
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Página 107 - 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 relieved 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 76 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Página 94 - Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure ; and, when I have required Some heavenly music, — which even now I do, — To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I '11 break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I '11 drown my book.
Página 43 - Let him that is a true-born gentleman And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth. From off this brier pluck a white rose with me. 30 Som. Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Página 101 - What is this maid with whom thou wast at play ? Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us, And brought us thus together ? Fer.
Página 198 - To blush and beautify the cheek again. But see, his face is black, and full of blood ; His eyeballs further out than when he lived, Staring full ghastly like a strangled man : His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling ; His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued.
Página 93 - gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue, than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown farther.
Página 93 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...
Página 45 - 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.