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Pagina 8
... Hold me not ; let me go . La . Mon. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe . Enter Prince , with Attendants . Prin . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this neighbour - stained steel ... Will they not hear ? -What ...
... Hold me not ; let me go . La . Mon. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe . Enter Prince , with Attendants . Prin . Rebellious subjects , enemies to peace , Profaners of this neighbour - stained steel ... Will they not hear ? -What ...
Pagina 13
... hold an old accustom'd feast , Whereto I have invited many a guest , Such as I love ; and you , among the store , One more , most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house , look to behold this night Earth - treading stars ...
... hold an old accustom'd feast , Whereto I have invited many a guest , Such as I love ; and you , among the store , One more , most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house , look to behold this night Earth - treading stars ...
Pagina 17
... hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , to think it should leave crying , and say Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon it brow a bump as big as a young cockrel's stone ; a parlous knock ; and it cried ...
... hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , to think it should leave crying , and say Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon it brow a bump as big as a young cockrel's stone ; a parlous knock ; and it cried ...
Pagina 24
... hold it not a sin . 1 Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe , A villain , that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . 1 Cap . Young Romeo is't ...
... hold it not a sin . 1 Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe , A villain , that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . 1 Cap . Young Romeo is't ...
Pagina 26
... hold of her , Shall have the chinks . Rom . Is she a Capulet ? O dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , begone ; the sport is at the best . Rom . Ay , so I fear ; the more is my unrest . 1 Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare ...
... hold of her , Shall have the chinks . Rom . Is she a Capulet ? O dear account ! my life is my foe's debt . Ben . Away , begone ; the sport is at the best . Rom . Ay , so I fear ; the more is my unrest . 1 Cap . Nay , gentlemen , prepare ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
art thou bear BENVOLIO better blood Brabantio Brutus Cæs Cæsar CAPULET Casca Cassio Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cordelia daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth Duke Emil ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell father fear Fool fortune give Gloster gods Hamlet hand hath hear heart Heaven hither honest honour Horatio Iago is't Juliet Julius Cæsar Kent King knave lady Laer Laertes lago Lear Lepidus look lord madam Mark Antony married matter Mercutio Michael Cassio never night noble Nurse Octavia Othello POLONIUS Pompey poor Pr'ythee pray Queen Roderigo Rome Romeo SCENE shew soul speak stand sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius to-night Tybalt villain weep What's wife word
Populaire passages
Pagina 437 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Pagina 153 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
Pagina 52 - 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.
Pagina 379 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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 : For I have neither wit...
Pagina 337 - Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus and Caesar : what should be in that
Pagina 153 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as '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.
Pagina 388 - By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Pagina 170 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. 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.
Pagina 154 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pagina 146 - 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: I'll have grounds More relative than this.