The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volumen12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... thee , Pandarus , - When I do teli thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my ...
... thee , Pandarus , - When I do teli thee , There my hopes lie drown'd , Reply not in how many fathoms deep They lie indrench'd . I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid's love : Thou answer'st , She is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my ...
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... thee , thou mon- grel beef - witted lord ! 7 Ajax . Speak then , thou " unsalted ' leaven , speak : I will beat thee into handsomeness . The plague of Greece upon thee , ] Alluding perhaps to the plague sent by Apollo on the Grecian ...
... thee , thou mon- grel beef - witted lord ! 7 Ajax . Speak then , thou " unsalted ' leaven , speak : I will beat thee into handsomeness . The plague of Greece upon thee , ] Alluding perhaps to the plague sent by Apollo on the Grecian ...
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... thee ; I would make thee the loathsomest scab in Greece . When thou art forth in the incursions , thou strikest as slow as another . Ajax . I say , the proclamation , Ther . Thou grumblest and railest every hour on Achilles ; and thou ...
... thee ; I would make thee the loathsomest scab in Greece . When thou art forth in the incursions , thou strikest as slow as another . Ajax . I say , the proclamation , Ther . Thou grumblest and railest every hour on Achilles ; and thou ...
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... thee into shivers with his fist , as a sailor breaks a biscuit . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! 5 [ Beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than ...
... thee into shivers with his fist , as a sailor breaks a biscuit . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! 5 [ Beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than ...
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... thee . Ther . Lo , lo , lo , lo , what modicums of wit he utters ! his evasions have ears thus long . I have bobb'd his brain , more than he has beat my bones : I will buy nine spar- rows for a penny , and his pia mater is not worth the ...
... thee . Ther . Lo , lo , lo , lo , what modicums of wit he utters ! his evasions have ears thus long . I have bobb'd his brain , more than he has beat my bones : I will buy nine spar- rows for a penny , and his pia mater is not worth the ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Ben Jonson blood breath brest Calchas called Capulet Cres Cressida dead dear death Diomed dost doth edition editors Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio fool frend Friar fryer give Grecian greefe Greeks hand hart hath heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour Johnson Juliet King Henry kiss lady lord lovers lyfe Malone Mason means Menelaus Mercutio Montague mynde Nestor night nurce Nurse old copies Pandarus Paris passage Patr Patroclus play poem poet Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece reading Romeo Romeus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak speech Steevens stryfe sweet sword tears tell thee Ther Thersites theyr thing thou art thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Tybalt Ulyss unto Warburton word
Pasajes populares
Página 272 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Página 42 - And, hark, what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 267 - This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Página 243 - 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...
Página 294 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume : the sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite : Therefore love moderately ; long love doth so ; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Página 384 - A glooming peace this morning with it brings : The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head...
Página 323 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Página 226 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the...
Página 264 - What's in a name ? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Página 308 - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.