The Stratford Shakspere: Macbeth. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony & Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Troilus & CressidaC:Griffin & Company, 1867 |
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Pagina 47
... Tell me , thou unknown power , — 1 WITCH . Hear his speech , but say thou nought . He knows thy thought ; APP . Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Macbeth ! beware Macduff ; Beware the thane of Fife . - Dismiss me : -Enough . [ Descends . MACB . Whate ...
... Tell me , thou unknown power , — 1 WITCH . Hear his speech , but say thou nought . He knows thy thought ; APP . Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Macbeth ! beware Macduff ; Beware the thane of Fife . - Dismiss me : -Enough . [ Descends . MACB . Whate ...
Pagina 48
... Tell me ( if your art Can tell so much ) , shall Banquo's issue ever Reign in this kingdom ? ALL . Seek to know no more . MACB . I will be satisfied : deny me this , And an eternal curse fall on you ! Let me know : — Why sinks that ...
... Tell me ( if your art Can tell so much ) , shall Banquo's issue ever Reign in this kingdom ? ALL . Seek to know no more . MACB . I will be satisfied : deny me this , And an eternal curse fall on you ! Let me know : — Why sinks that ...
Pagina 69
... Tell thee , Macduff was from his mother's womb Untimely ripp'd . MACB . Accursed be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd , That palter with us in a double ...
... Tell thee , Macduff was from his mother's womb Untimely ripp'd . MACB . Accursed be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cow'd my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd , That palter with us in a double ...
Pagina 80
... already . MEN . I tell you , friends , most charitable care Have the patricians of you . For your wants , Your suffering in this dearth , you may as well Strike at the heaven with your staves , as lift 80 ACT I CORIOLANUS .
... already . MEN . I tell you , friends , most charitable care Have the patricians of you . For your wants , Your suffering in this dearth , you may as well Strike at the heaven with your staves , as lift 80 ACT I CORIOLANUS .
Pagina 81
... tell you A pretty tale ; it may be you have heard it ; But , since it serves my purpose , I will venture To stale ' t a little more . 2 CIT . Well , I'll hear it , sir : yet you must not think to fob off our disgrace with a tale : but ...
... tell you A pretty tale ; it may be you have heard it ; But , since it serves my purpose , I will venture To stale ' t a little more . 2 CIT . Well , I'll hear it , sir : yet you must not think to fob off our disgrace with a tale : but ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Macbeth ; Coriolanus ; Julius Caesar ; Antony and Cleopatra ; Cymbeline ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Achilles AGAM Agamemnon AJAX Appears Aufidius Banquo bear blood Brutus Cæsar call'd CASCA Cassius CHAR Charmian CLEO Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus CRES Cressida Cymbeline dead death deed Diomed doth ENOBARBUS Enter EROS Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear fight fool friends give gods GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven HECT Hector Henry Holinshed honour IACH Imogen Julius Cæsar king lady Lepidus look lord Lucius MACB Macbeth MACD madam Marcius Mark Antony MESS night noble Octavia Pandarus Patroclus peace Pisanio poet Pompey Posthumus pray prince Prithee queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Shakspere Shakspere's sleep soldier speak stand sweet sword tell thee THER there's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Troilus Troy ULYSS unto Volces What's WITCH word worthy ΜΕΝ
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Pagina 35 - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Pagina 243 - Set in a note-book, learn'd and conn'd by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! — There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold : If that thou beest a Roman, take it forth.
Pagina 63 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Pagina 14 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Pagina 233 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart; And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell.
Pagina 501 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.