The Works of William Shakespeare, Volumen12E. H. Dumont, 1901 |
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... of the " Children of the Chapel " ( cp . 1610 ) . At this time Shakespeare was probably lodging near grandfather , " in second draft . 166 266 esquire " in second draft . " The Bear - Garden in Southwark , " and 19 LIFE OF SHAKESPEARE 1596.
... of the " Children of the Chapel " ( cp . 1610 ) . At this time Shakespeare was probably lodging near grandfather , " in second draft . 166 266 esquire " in second draft . " The Bear - Garden in Southwark , " and 19 LIFE OF SHAKESPEARE 1596.
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William Shakespeare. " The Bear - Garden in Southwark , " and possibly soon after in the parish of St. Helen's , Bishopsgate . The name is found in a list of residents there in 1598 , but there is no definite evidence of identity . 1597 ...
William Shakespeare. " The Bear - Garden in Southwark , " and possibly soon after in the parish of St. Helen's , Bishopsgate . The name is found in a list of residents there in 1598 , but there is no definite evidence of identity . 1597 ...
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... bears on this point . He observes that in the narrations of uneducated people in Shakespeare , just as in real life , there is a want of prospectiveness and a superfluous amount of regress- iveness . People of this sort are unable to ...
... bears on this point . He observes that in the narrations of uneducated people in Shakespeare , just as in real life , there is a want of prospectiveness and a superfluous amount of regress- iveness . People of this sort are unable to ...
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... bear no barm ; Mislead night - wanderers , laughing at their harm ? Those that Hobgoblin call you , and sweet Puck , You do their work , and they shall have good luck : Are not you he ? Puck . Thou speak'st aright ; I am that merry ...
... bear no barm ; Mislead night - wanderers , laughing at their harm ? Those that Hobgoblin call you , and sweet Puck , You do their work , and they shall have good luck : Are not you he ? Puck . Thou speak'st aright ; I am that merry ...
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... bear excitement which becomes painful as our spirits fail ; and in old age we like happy conclusions and soothing imagery , precisely because we are less cheerful . In any case , the works admittedly lose the pessimistic tone in the ...
... bear excitement which becomes painful as our spirits fail ; and in old age we like happy conclusions and soothing imagery , precisely because we are less cheerful . In any case , the works admittedly lose the pessimistic tone in the ...
Términos y frases comunes
beauty behold blood Cæsar character cheeks Collatine comedies Comp conj dead dear death dost doth edition Elizabethan era eyes fair Falstaff fancy fear fire flower fool foul Francis Meres gentle give Gorboduc grace grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven Henry honour John Julius Cæsar King kiss labour lips live London look Lord Lord Strange's men Love's Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece lust Marlowe mind miracle-plays moral-play Muse never night passion Passionate Pilgrim pity play poem poet poet's poor praise Preface published Quarto queen quoth rhyming Richard Richard Burbage Richard III Shake shalt shame Sonnets sorrow soul speak speare stage Stratford Stratford-upon-Avon Susanna Hall sweet Tarquin tears tell theatres thee thine thing thou art thought thyself Time's tongue tragedy true truth unto Venus and Adonis verse weep William Shakespeare write youth ΙΟ
Pasajes populares
Página 9 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Página 270 - If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 30 - In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dewdrops here And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 249 - In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Página 242 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Página 245 - O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Página 264 - TO me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still . Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a...
Página 267 - To leave for nothing all thy sum of good ; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my Rose ; in it thou art my all. CX. Alas ! 'tis true, I have gone here and there. And made myself a motley to the view ; Gor'd mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear.
Página 26 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Página 192 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.