A Collection of Familiar Quotations: With Complete Indices of Authors and SubjectsJohn Bartlett, 1856 - 358 pagina's |
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Pagina 29
... Smiling at grief . Act ii . Sc . 5 . Some are born great , some achieve greatness , and some have greatness thrust upon them . Act iii . Sc . 1 . O , what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip ! Act iii ...
... Smiling at grief . Act ii . Sc . 5 . Some are born great , some achieve greatness , and some have greatness thrust upon them . Act iii . Sc . 1 . O , what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip ! Act iii ...
Pagina 31
... Smiling at grief . Act ii . Sc . 5 . Some are born great , some achieve greatness , and some have greatness thrust upon them . Act iii . Sc . 1 . O , what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip ! Act iii ...
... Smiling at grief . Act ii . Sc . 5 . Some are born great , some achieve greatness , and some have greatness thrust upon them . Act iii . Sc . 1 . O , what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip ! Act iii ...
Pagina 63
... smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls , he falls like Lucifer , Never to hope again . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Still in thy right hand carry ...
... smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls , he falls like Lucifer , Never to hope again . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Still in thy right hand carry ...
Pagina 65
... smiles ; and smiles in such a sort , Julius Cæsar- Continued . As if he mocked himself , 5 SHAKESPEARE . 65 Julius Cæsar - Continued. ...
... smiles ; and smiles in such a sort , Julius Cæsar- Continued . As if he mocked himself , 5 SHAKESPEARE . 65 Julius Cæsar - Continued. ...
Pagina 66
... smile at any thing . Act i . Sc . 2 . But , for mine own part , it was Greek to me . Act ii . Sc . 1 . Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion , all the interim is Like a phantasma , or a hideous dream . Act ii . Sc ...
... smile at any thing . Act i . Sc . 2 . But , for mine own part , it was Greek to me . Act ii . Sc . 1 . Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion , all the interim is Like a phantasma , or a hideous dream . Act ii . Sc ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 107 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Pagina 23 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pagina 41 - And often did beguile her of her tears When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...
Pagina 96 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Pagina 23 - 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 107 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days. And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was all in all: I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Pagina 37 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Pagina 31 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pagina 41 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune ; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them?— To die, — to sleep,— No more ; — and, by a sleep, to say we end The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream ; — ay, there 's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off...
Pagina 109 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.