The Stratford Shakspere: Macbeth. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony & Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Troilus & CressidaC:Griffin & Company, 1867 |
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Pagina 10
... thee , from our royal master , thanks ; Only to herald thee into his sight , not pay thee . ROSSE . And , for an earnest of a greater honour , He bade me , from him , call thee thane of Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy ...
... thee , from our royal master , thanks ; Only to herald thee into his sight , not pay thee . ROSSE . And , for an earnest of a greater honour , He bade me , from him , call thee thane of Cawdor : In which addition , hail , most worthy ...
Pagina 13
... thee , and will labour To make thee full of growing . - Noble Banquo , That hast no less deserv'd , nor must be known No less to have done so , let me enfold thee , And hold thee to my heart . BAN . The harvest is your own . DUN . There ...
... thee , and will labour To make thee full of growing . - Noble Banquo , That hast no less deserv'd , nor must be known No less to have done so , let me enfold thee , And hold thee to my heart . BAN . The harvest is your own . DUN . There ...
Pagina 14
... thee . Lay it to thy heart , and fare- well . " Glamis thou art , and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promis'd ... thee hither , That I may pour my pirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee ...
... thee . Lay it to thy heart , and fare- well . " Glamis thou art , and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promis'd ... thee hither , That I may pour my pirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee ...
Pagina 15
... thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry , " Hold , hold ! ” . -Great Glamis , worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH . Greater , than both , by ...
... thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry , " Hold , hold ! ” . -Great Glamis , worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH . Greater , than both , by ...
Pagina 21
... thee to bed . Is this a dagger which I see before me , The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch thee : I have thee not , and yet I see thee still . Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling , as to sight ? or art thou ...
... thee to bed . Is this a dagger which I see before me , The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch thee : I have thee not , and yet I see thee still . Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling , as to sight ? or art thou ...
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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
Populaire passages
Pagina 232 - But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar ; I found it in his closet, 'tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds...
Pagina 442 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Pagina 21 - Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pagina 15 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
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.