Shakespeare's Tragedy of OthelloJ.M. Dent & Company, 1895 - 177 pagina's |
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Pagina i
... ambition , destiny , Or the firm , fatal purpose of the heart , Can make of Man . Yet thou wert still the same , Serene of thought , unhurt by thy own flame . HARTLEY COLERIDGE . Fresh moniin ssed out to big ferd , ord f150.
... ambition , destiny , Or the firm , fatal purpose of the heart , Can make of Man . Yet thou wert still the same , Serene of thought , unhurt by thy own flame . HARTLEY COLERIDGE . Fresh moniin ssed out to big ferd , ord f150.
Pagina 1
... thou , Iago , who hast had my purse As if the strings were thine , shouldst know of this . Iago . ' Sblood , but you will not hear me : If ever I did dream of such a matter , Abhor me . Rod . Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy ...
... thou , Iago , who hast had my purse As if the strings were thine , shouldst know of this . Iago . ' Sblood , but you will not hear me : If ever I did dream of such a matter , Abhor me . Rod . Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy ...
Pagina 5
... voice ? Bra . Not I : what are you ? Rod . My name is Roderigo . Bra . The worser welcome : I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors : 90 In honest plainness thou hast heard me say My daughter 5 the Moor of Venice Act I. Sc . i .
... voice ? Bra . Not I : what are you ? Rod . My name is Roderigo . Bra . The worser welcome : I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors : 90 In honest plainness thou hast heard me say My daughter 5 the Moor of Venice Act I. Sc . i .
Pagina 6
... thou come To start my quiet . Rod . Sir , sir , sir , — Bra . Rod . But thou must needs be sure My spirit and my place have in them power To make this bitter to thee . 100 Patience , good sir . Bra . What tell'st thou me of robbing ...
... thou come To start my quiet . Rod . Sir , sir , sir , — Bra . Rod . But thou must needs be sure My spirit and my place have in them power To make this bitter to thee . 100 Patience , good sir . Bra . What tell'st thou me of robbing ...
Pagina 7
William Shakespeare. Bra . Thou art a villain . Iago . You are a senator . 119 Bra . This thou shalt answer ; I know thee , Roderigo . Rod . Sir , I will answer any thing . But , I beseech you , If't be your pleasure and most wise ...
William Shakespeare. Bra . Thou art a villain . Iago . You are a senator . 119 Bra . This thou shalt answer ; I know thee , Roderigo . Rod . Sir , I will answer any thing . But , I beseech you , If't be your pleasure and most wise ...
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abused ANTHROPOPHAGI bear beseech Bian Bianca BIRDLIME blood Brabantio CHIDDEN Cinthio conj Cyprus dear Desdemona devil didst dost thou doth Duke Emil Emilia Enter Othello Exeunt Exit EXSUFFLICATE fair faith false Farewell favour fear fool fortune foul Gent gentlemen give hand handkerchief hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Iago jealous kill'd kiss knave lady lago lieutenant Lodovico look lord madam Mariamne married Messengers of Venice Michael Cassio mistress Montano Moor murder ne'er never night noble offend patience PONTIC SEA pray Prithee Quarto Re-enter Roderigo scurvy Shakespeare Signior Sing soul speak strumpet sweet sword tell term of endearment thee Theobald there's thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought thy husband to-night twas Venetian villain weep What's the matter whore wife willow woman Zounds
Populaire passages
Pagina 30 - If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions; but we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that you call love to be a sect or scion.
Pagina 22 - scapes i' the imminent deadly breach, Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven. It was my hint to speak, such was the process; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Pagina 83 - I'd whistle her off and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. Haply, for I am black And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have, or for I am declined Into the vale of years, yet that's not much, She's gone.
Pagina 22 - Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Pagina 78 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, '; Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothin 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Pagina 62 - O thou invisible spirit of wine! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
Pagina 21 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents, by flood, and field ; Of hair-breadth scapes i...
Pagina 156 - Demand me nothing : what you know, you know : From this time forth I never will speak word.
Pagina 63 - O God ! that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains ; that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts.
Pagina 23 - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...