The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 12Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Pagina 12
... Attendants . Iago . Though in the trade of war I have slain men , Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience , To do no contriv'd murder ; I lack iniquity Sometimes , to do me service : Nine or ten times I had thought to have yerk'd ...
... Attendants . Iago . Though in the trade of war I have slain men , Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience , To do no contriv'd murder ; I lack iniquity Sometimes , to do me service : Nine or ten times I had thought to have yerk'd ...
Pagina 21
... Attendants . And , till she come , as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood , So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love , And she in mine . Duke . Say it , Othello . Oth . Her ...
... Attendants . And , till she come , as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood , So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love , And she in mine . Duke . Say it , Othello . Oth . Her ...
Pagina 22
... for the dangers I had pass'd ; And I lov'd her , that she did pity them . This only is the witchcraft I have us'd ; Here comes the lady , let her witness it . Enter DESDEMONA , IAGO , and Attendants . Duke . 22 ACT I. OTHELLO ,
... for the dangers I had pass'd ; And I lov'd her , that she did pity them . This only is the witchcraft I have us'd ; Here comes the lady , let her witness it . Enter DESDEMONA , IAGO , and Attendants . Duke . 22 ACT I. OTHELLO ,
Pagina 23
... Attendants . Duke . I think , this tale would win my daughter too .-- Good Brabantio , Take up this mangled matter at the best : Men do their broken weapons rather use , Than their bare hands . Bra . I pray you , hear her speak ; If she ...
... Attendants . Duke . I think , this tale would win my daughter too .-- Good Brabantio , Take up this mangled matter at the best : Men do their broken weapons rather use , Than their bare hands . Bra . I pray you , hear her speak ; If she ...
Pagina 34
... Attendants . The riches of the ship is come on shore ! Ye men of Cyprus , let her have your knees : - Hail to thee , lady ! and the grace of heaven , Before , behind thee , and on every hand , Enwheel thee round ! Des . I thank you ...
... Attendants . The riches of the ship is come on shore ! Ye men of Cyprus , let her have your knees : - Hail to thee , lady ! and the grace of heaven , Before , behind thee , and on every hand , Enwheel thee round ! Des . I thank you ...
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Pagina 74 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Pagina 63 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; '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 71 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, 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 O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Pagina 149 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Pagina 115 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Pagina 209 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Pagina 115 - Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Pagina 205 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Pagina 19 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth '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...
Pagina 162 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.