Tragedy of King Lear: With Introduction and Notes, Explanatory and Critical, for Use in Schools and ClassesGinn, Heath & Company, 1882 |
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... thee lady : 13 to thine and Albany's issue Be this perpetual . What says our second daughter , Our dearest Regan , wife to Cornwall ? Speak . Reg . Sir , I'm made of that self14 metal as my sister , And prize me at her worth . In my ...
... thee lady : 13 to thine and Albany's issue Be this perpetual . What says our second daughter , Our dearest Regan , wife to Cornwall ? Speak . Reg . Sir , I'm made of that self14 metal as my sister , And prize me at her worth . In my ...
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... thee and thine hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom ; No less in space , validity , 19 and pleasure , Than that conferr'd on Goneril . — Now , our joy , - Although our last , not least ; to whose young love The ...
... thee and thine hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom ; No less in space , validity , 19 and pleasure , Than that conferr'd on Goneril . — Now , our joy , - Although our last , not least ; to whose young love The ...
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... thee , from this , for ever . The barbarous Scythian , 26 messes Or he that makes his generation To gorge his appetite , shall to my bosom 23 We should say " My good lord . " The Poet abounds in such inver- sions . So " dear my mother ...
... thee , from this , for ever . The barbarous Scythian , 26 messes Or he that makes his generation To gorge his appetite , shall to my bosom 23 We should say " My good lord . " The Poet abounds in such inver- sions . So " dear my mother ...
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... thee least ; Nor are those empty - hearted whose low sound Reverbs 31 no hollowness . Lear . Kent , on thy life , no more . Kent . My life I never held but as a pawn To wage against thine enemies ; 32 nor fear to lose it , Thy safety ...
... thee least ; Nor are those empty - hearted whose low sound Reverbs 31 no hollowness . Lear . Kent , on thy life , no more . Kent . My life I never held but as a pawn To wage against thine enemies ; 32 nor fear to lose it , Thy safety ...
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... thee , for provision To shield thee from diseases 36 of the world ; And , on the sixth , to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom : if , on the tenth day following , Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions , The moment is thy death ...
... thee , for provision To shield thee from diseases 36 of the world ; And , on the sixth , to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom : if , on the tenth day following , Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions , The moment is thy death ...
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Términos y frases comunes
56 cents 65 cents Alack Albany Ben Jonson better Burgundy called character Coleridge Cord Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughters dear death dost doth Dover Dowden Duke Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father feel follow Fool France Gent Gentleman give Glos Gloster gods Goneril Hamlet hast hath hear heart honour Introduction Price Introduction treats Julius Cæsar Kent King Lear kingdom knave lady Lear's lord Macbeth madam Mailing Price matter means mind nature night noble nuncle old copies old King OSWALD passion pity play plot Poet Poet's poor Poor Tom Pr'ythee pray probably quartos read Regan SCENE second folio seems sense Servants Shakespeare shame sister speak speech storm tell thee there's thine thing thou art thought tion traitor villain wits word
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Página 140 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Página 60 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty: Sure, 1 shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Página 90 - Hear, Nature, hear! dear goddess, hear! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful. Into her womb convey sterility; Dry up in her the organs of increase; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her! If she must teem, Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her.
Página 180 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Página 130 - Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks ! rage ! blow ! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks ! You sulphurous and thought-executing fires, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, Singe my white head ! And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world ! Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ingrateful man ! Fool.
Página 180 - em: Take that of me, my friend, who have the power To seal th' accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not.
Página 226 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Página 224 - Not to a rage : patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once...
Página 132 - Lear. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch, That hast within thee undivulged crimes, Unwhipp'd of justice: hide thee, thou bloody hand; Thou perjured, and thou simular man of virtue That art incestuous: caitiff, to pieces shake, That under covert and convenient seeming Hast practised on man's life : close pent-up guilts, Rive your concealing continents and cry These dreadful summoners grace.
Página 174 - Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: — I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong.