The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 12 |
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Pagina 16
Off . ' Tis true , most worthy signior , The duke's in council ; and your noble self , I am sure , is sent for . Bra . How ! the duke in council ! In this time of the night ! -Bring him away : Mine's not an idle cause : the duke himself ...
Off . ' Tis true , most worthy signior , The duke's in council ; and your noble self , I am sure , is sent for . Bra . How ! the duke in council ! In this time of the night ! -Bring him away : Mine's not an idle cause : the duke himself ...
Pagina 19
noble. and. approv'd. good. masters. ,. —. That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter , It is most true ; true , I have married her ; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent , no more .
noble. and. approv'd. good. masters. ,. —. That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter , It is most true ; true , I have married her ; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent , no more .
Pagina 23
-Come hither , gentle mistress ; Do you perceive in all this noble company , Where most you owe obedience ? Des . My noble father , I do perceive here a divided duty : To you , I am bound for dife , and education ; My life ...
-Come hither , gentle mistress ; Do you perceive in all this noble company , Where most you owe obedience ? Des . My noble father , I do perceive here a divided duty : To you , I am bound for dife , and education ; My life ...
Pagina 27
And , noble signior , [ To BRABANTIO . If virtue no delighted beauty lack , Your son - in - law is far more fair than black . 1st Sen. Adieu , brave Moor ! use Desdemona well . Bra . Look to her , Moor ; have a quick eye to see ...
And , noble signior , [ To BRABANTIO . If virtue no delighted beauty lack , Your son - in - law is far more fair than black . 1st Sen. Adieu , brave Moor ! use Desdemona well . Bra . Look to her , Moor ; have a quick eye to see ...
Pagina 32
The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks , That their designment halts : A noble ship of Venice Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance On most part of their fleet . Mon. How ! is this true ? 3d Gent .
The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks , That their designment halts : A noble ship of Venice Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance On most part of their fleet . Mon. How ! is this true ? 3d Gent .
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Alon Ariel Attendants bear better blood bring brother Cassio comes daughter dear Desdemona devil dost doth drink Duke Emil Emilia Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear follow fool fortune foul give hand hang hath hear heard heart heaven hold honest honour hope hour husband I'll Iago keep kind king lady leave light live look lord lost madam Malvolio Marry master mean mind Mira mistress monster Moor nature never night noble Othello peace play poor pr’ythee pray reason Roderigo SCENE sing Sir Toby soul speak spirit stand strange sure sweet tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Trin true What's wife
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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.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 12 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Auteur | William Shakespeare |
| Uitgever | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 27 dec 2006 |
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