The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Pagina 20
... sings drunkenly . Farewell , master ; farewell , farewell . Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . CALIBAN sings . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring , Nor scrape trencher , nor wash dish ; ' Ban ...
... sings drunkenly . Farewell , master ; farewell , farewell . Trin . A howling monster ; a drunken monster . CALIBAN sings . No more dams I'll make for fish ; Nor fetch in firing At requiring , Nor scrape trencher , nor wash dish ; ' Ban ...
Pagina 23
... sing . [ Sings . Flout ' em , and scout ' em ; and scout ' em , and flout ' em ; Thought is free . Cal . That's not the tune . Cal . When Prospero is destroyed . Ste . That shall be by and by : I remember the story . Trin . The sound is ...
... sing . [ Sings . Flout ' em , and scout ' em ; and scout ' em , and flout ' em ; Thought is free . Cal . That's not the tune . Cal . When Prospero is destroyed . Ste . That shall be by and by : I remember the story . Trin . The sound is ...
Pagina 25
... sing it to me ; and the thunder , That deep and dreadful organ - pipe , pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass . Therefore my son i ' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll sink him deeper than e'er plummet sounded , [ Exit ...
... sing it to me ; and the thunder , That deep and dreadful organ - pipe , pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass . Therefore my son i ' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll sink him deeper than e'er plummet sounded , [ Exit ...
Pagina 27
... sings her blessings on you . CERES sings . Earth's increase , and foison plenty , Barns and garners never empty ; Vines , with clustering bunches growing ; Plants , with goodly burden bowing ; Spring come to you , at the farthest , In ...
... sings her blessings on you . CERES sings . Earth's increase , and foison plenty , Barns and garners never empty ; Vines , with clustering bunches growing ; Plants , with goodly burden bowing ; Spring come to you , at the farthest , In ...
Pagina 30
... singing , and helps to attire PROSPERO . 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 ...
... singing , and helps to attire PROSPERO . 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 ...
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
Populaire passages
Pagina 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Pagina 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.