TragediesR. L. Friderichs, 1864 |
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... blood embrewde , to death eke wounded sore . And then when she agayne within her selfe had wayde That quicke she should be buried there , and by his side be layde , All comfortles , for she shall living feere have none , But many a ...
... blood embrewde , to death eke wounded sore . And then when she agayne within her selfe had wayde That quicke she should be buried there , and by his side be layde , All comfortles , for she shall living feere have none , But many a ...
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... blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of these two foes 3 A pair of star - cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows » Do with their death bury their parents ' strife . The fearful ...
... blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of these two foes 3 A pair of star - cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows » Do with their death bury their parents ' strife . The fearful ...
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... blood , She ' d be as swift in motion as a ball ; My words would bandy her to my sweet love , And his to me : But old folks , many feign 2 as they were dead ; Unwieldy , slow , heavy , and pale as lead . 3 Enter Nurse and PETER . O God ...
... blood , She ' d be as swift in motion as a ball ; My words would bandy her to my sweet love , And his to me : But old folks , many feign 2 as they were dead ; Unwieldy , slow , heavy , and pale as lead . 3 Enter Nurse and PETER . O God ...
Página 70
... blood up in your cheeks , They'll be in scarlet straight at any news . Hie you to church ; I must another way , To fetch a ladder , by the which your love Must climb a bird's nest soon , when it is dark ; I am the drudge , and toil in ...
... blood up in your cheeks , They'll be in scarlet straight at any news . Hie you to church ; I must another way , To fetch a ladder , by the which your love Must climb a bird's nest soon , when it is dark ; I am the drudge , and toil in ...
Página 72
... blood stirring . Mer . Thou art like one of those fellows that , when he enters the con- fines of a tavern , claps me his sword upon the table and says , " God send me no need of thee ! " and , by the operation of the second cup , 2 ...
... blood stirring . Mer . Thou art like one of those fellows that , when he enters the con- fines of a tavern , claps me his sword upon the table and says , " God send me no need of thee ! " and , by the operation of the second cup , 2 ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Achilles Ajax alten andern Antony Aufidius bezeichnet bezieht Brutus Bühnenweisung Cæs Cæsar Capulet Cäsar Casca Cassius Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cominius Coriolan Cres Cressida Cymbeline death der Fol die Fol Diomed doth eigentlich Enter Epitheton erklärt erst ersten Exeunt Exit eyes folgende folgenden friends gebraucht Sh Gegensatz gods GUIDERIUS hath hear heart Hector honour Iach Imogen indem Interpunction Juliet Julius Cæsar kommt lady lassen lässt Lesart lesen lord machen macht Madam Marcius Mark Antony meisten Hgg night noble Nurse Octavius Pandarus Pisanio Plutarch Posthumus pray queen Rede Roman Rome Romeo sagt Satz SCENE schon scil sein setzen Sinne soll speak Steevens steht Stelle sword tell thee Thersites thou art Troilus Tybalt Ulyss unto viel vielleicht vorher vorhergehenden Wort Wortspiel würde Zeile
Pasajes populares
Página 24 - And this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Página 73 - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 39 - 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 ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat...
Página 73 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Página 40 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice. Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Página 82 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
Página 76 - Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path...
Página 82 - Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Página 100 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Página 54 - 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.