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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volum 2
Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1803
The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volum 5
Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1823
The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volum 8
Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1823
art thou BALT Benvolio blood Brabantio Capulet Cassio Cyprus daughter dead dear death Desdemona devil dost thou doth Duke Emil EMILIA Enter Ereunt Erit eyes fair faith Farewell father fear Fortinbras foul friar Friar LAURENCE gentleman give gone grief Guil Hamlet hand handkerchief hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Horatio husband i'the Iago is't Juliet kill'd King kiss lady Laer Laertes live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Michael Cassio mistress Montague Moor mother murder musick never night noble Nurse o'er Ophelia Othello play poison'd Polonius pray Pyrrhus Queen Roderigo Romeo SCENE soul speak sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thou wilt to-night Tybalt Venice villain weep What's wife word
Side 192 - Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Side 183 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this.
Side 214 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Side 254 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Side 215 - O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn, And reason panders will. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Side 25 - Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love: On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies...
Side 395 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause.
Side 186 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. 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 this mortal coil...
Side 343 - 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.