Tales from Shakespear: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 2M.J. Godwin and Company, at the Juvenile Library, 1816 - 235 páginas |
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Tales from Shakespear: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 2 Charles Lamb Visualização integral - 1816 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
abbess Adriana Ægeon Angelo Anthonio Antipholis of Syracuse bade Baptista beauty begged Bertram brother brought called Cassio Cesario Claudio Cleon count Paris countess daughter dead dear death demona Desdemona Diana Dionysia Dromio duke Ephesus fair father fear feast fortunes friar gave gentle gentleman give grave grief Hamlet hear heard heart heaven Helena Hellicanus honour husband Iago Illyria Isabel Juliet Katherine king knew lady Laertes Leoline living look lord Capulet lord Timon Lychorida Lysimachus maid Mantua Marina marriage married Michael Cassio mind mistress mother Mountague murder Narbon never night noble old lord Olivia Orsino Othello pardon Paris passion Pericles Petruchio poor prince prince of Tyre prison promised queen replied ring Romeo Sebastian seemed sent servant shewed ship sister speak story strange sweet tell Thaisa Tharsus thing thought told Tybalt Tyre Verona Viola weep wife wished words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 82 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 106 - I will give out divers schedules of my beauty : it shall be inventoried ; and every particle, and utensil, labelled to my will : as, item, two lips indifferent red ; item, two grey eyes, with lids to them ; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth.
Página 234 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Página 72 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Página 109 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Página 7 - I know I love in vain, strive against hope; Yet in this captious and intenible sieve I still pour in the waters of my love And lack not to lose still : thus, Indian-like, Religious in mine error, I adore The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, But knows of him no more.
Página 77 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Página 76 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Página 109 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Página 76 - He's not prepared for death ! Even for our kitchens We kill the fowl of season : shall we serve heaven With less respect than we do minister To our gross selves ? Good, good my lord, bethink you : Who is it that hath died for this offence ? There's many have committed it.