King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... Tell me , my daughters , Since now we will divest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge it ...
... Tell me , my daughters , Since now we will divest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge it ...
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... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On thine allegiance , hear me ! — Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strained pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our ...
... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On thine allegiance , hear me ! — Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strained pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our ...
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... tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ TO FRANCE . 1 A quest is a seeking or pursuit : the expedition in which a knight was engaged is often so named in the Faerie Queen . Seeming here means specious . 3 i . e . oums . 4 ...
... tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ TO FRANCE . 1 A quest is a seeking or pursuit : the expedition in which a knight was engaged is often so named in the Faerie Queen . Seeming here means specious . 3 i . e . oums . 4 ...
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... tell my daughter I would speak with her Go you , and call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O you sir , you sir , come you hither . Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave ; you whoreson ...
... tell my daughter I would speak with her Go you , and call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O you sir , you sir , come you hither . Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave ; you whoreson ...
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... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to ; he will not believe a fool . [ TO KENT . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , between a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . [ No , lad ; teach me ...
... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to ; he will not believe a fool . [ TO KENT . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , between a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . [ No , lad ; teach me ...
Términos y frases comunes
art thou BENVOLIO blood Brabantio CAPULET Cassio Cordelia Cyprus daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edmund Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear folio reads fool friar Gent gentleman give Gloster Goneril grief Hamlet hath hear heart Heaven Horatio Iago is't Juliet Kent king King Lear knave lady Laer Laertes Lear letter look lord madam Mantua marry means Mercutio Michael Cassio murder night noble Nurse o'er old copies Ophelia Othello play POLONIUS poor Pr'ythee pray quarto reads Queen Regan Roderigo Romeo SCENE Shakspeare soul speak speech Steevens sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast to-night Tybalt Verona villain wife wilt word
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Página 308 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Página 314 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Página 487 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow, unmoving finger at! — Yet could I bear that, too; well, very well: But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!
Página 20 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Página 115 - Lear. Be your tears wet? yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Página 278 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 335 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 24 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Página 316 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.
Página 173 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.