The Tragedie of Anthonie, and CleopatraLippincott, 1907 - 614 páginas |
Términos y frases comunes
ABBOTT Actium Agrippa Alex Alexandria Alexas Antony and Cleopatra Antony's Augustus battle of Actium Cæfar Capell Casar Char character Charmian Cleo Cleop Coll COLLIER conj death DEIGHTON Dolabella Dolla Dyce edition editors Egypt emendation Enob Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt eyes Folio Fortune Friends Fulvia giue give hath haue heart honour Iras Johns JOHNSON Julius Cæsar Ktly Lepidus Lines end Lord loue Madam MALONE Mark Antony meaning Menas noble Octavia passage patra play Plutarch poet Pompey Pope et seq present Proculeius Ptolemy queen Roman Rome Rowe et seq says Scene seems sense Separate line Sextus Pompeius Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Sing soldiers soul speak speech Steev STEEVENS subs thee Theob THEOBALD thou tragedy Varr Ventidius vnto vpon WALKER Crit Warb WARBURTON warre woman word
Pasajes populares
Página 341 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Página 178 - His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Página 27 - And he sent them to Bethlehem, and said, Go, and search diligently for the young child, and when ye have found him, bring me word again, that I may come and worship him also.
Página 362 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
Página xv - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There...
Página 479 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Página 358 - O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
Página 292 - Nay, do not think I flatter ; For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits, To feed and clothe thee ? Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Página 364 - If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear By external swelling : but she looks like sleep, As she would catch another Antony In her strong toil of grace.
Página 135 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...