Othello: A Tragedy, in Five ActsSamuel French, 122 Nassau Street, (Up Stairs.), 1878 - 74 pagina's |
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Pagina 53 - And let the laboring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven. If it were now to die, "Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pagina 133 - word or two, before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know It ; , No more of that.—I pray you, in your letters, * When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice ; then must you speak Of one, that loved not wisely, but too well ; i
Pagina 121 - 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 !— Or keep it as a cistern, for foul toads To knot and gender in !—Turn thy complexion there, Patience,—thou young and
Pagina 111 - 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 !— Or keep it as a cistern, for foul toads To knot and gender in !—Turn thy complexion there^. Patience,—thou young and
Pagina 33 - Say it, Othello. OTH. Her father loved me : oft invited me ; Still questioned me the story of my life, From year to year ; the battles, sieges, fortune». That I have passed. I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I
Pagina 75 - do love thee ! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. IAGO. My noble lord— OTH. What dost thou say, lago ? IAGO. Did Michael Cassio, when you wooed my lady, Know of your love ? OTH. He did. From first to last. Why dost thou ask
Pagina 81 - Oh, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump. The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war : And, oh ! ye mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread
Pagina 27 - Perplexed in the extreme ! of one, whose hand, Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe ; of one, whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum.—Set you down this
Pagina 5 - he, I have already chose my officer And what was he ? Forsooth, a great arithmetician, One Michael Cassio, a Florentine, A fellow almost damned in a fair wife, That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster :— Unless the bookish
Pagina 81 - farewell content 1 Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars. That make ambition virtue ! Oh, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump. The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war : And, oh ! ye