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Why , Phaëton , ( for thou art Merops ' son , ) Wilt thou aspire to guide the
heavenly car , And with thy daring fully burn the world ? Wilt thou reach stars ,
because they shine on thee ? Go , base intruder ! over - weening slave ! Bestow
thy ...
Why , Phaëton , ( for thou art Merops ' son , ) Wilt thou aspire to guide the
heavenly car , And with thy daring fully burn the world ? Wilt thou reach stars ,
because they shine on thee ? Go , base intruder ! over - weening slave ! Bestow
thy ...
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Thou wilt fall backwards when thou hast more wit ; Wilt thou not , Jule ? and , by
my holy - dam , The pretty wretch left crying , and said - Ay : To see now , how a
jest shall come about ! I warrant , an I should live a thousand years , I never
should ...
Thou wilt fall backwards when thou hast more wit ; Wilt thou not , Jule ? and , by
my holy - dam , The pretty wretch left crying , and said - Ay : To see now , how a
jest shall come about ! I warrant , an I should live a thousand years , I never
should ...
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I know , thou wilt gay - Ay ; And I will take thy word : yet , if thou swear ' st , Thou
may ' st prove false ; at lovers ' perjuries , They say , Jove laughs . O , gentle
Romeo , If thou dost love , pronounce it faithfully : Or if thou think ' st I am too
quickly ...
I know , thou wilt gay - Ay ; And I will take thy word : yet , if thou swear ' st , Thou
may ' st prove false ; at lovers ' perjuries , They say , Jove laughs . O , gentle
Romeo , If thou dost love , pronounce it faithfully : Or if thou think ' st I am too
quickly ...
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Adieu ! adieu ! [ Exit Romeo . Jul . O fortune , fortune ! all men call thee fickle : If
thou art fickle , what dost thou with him , That is renown ' d for faith ? Be fickle ,
fortune ; For then , I hope , thou wilt not keep him long , But send him back . La .
Adieu ! adieu ! [ Exit Romeo . Jul . O fortune , fortune ! all men call thee fickle : If
thou art fickle , what dost thou with him , That is renown ' d for faith ? Be fickle ,
fortune ; For then , I hope , thou wilt not keep him long , But send him back . La .
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Queen . Nay , then I ' ll set those to you that can speak . Ham . Come , come , and
sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not , till I set you up a glass , Where
you may see the inmost part of you . Queen . What wilt thou do ? thou wilt not 290
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Queen . Nay , then I ' ll set those to you that can speak . Ham . Come , come , and
sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not , till I set you up a glass , Where
you may see the inmost part of you . Queen . What wilt thou do ? thou wilt not 290
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Página 277 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Página 108 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 335 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 259 - 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, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Página 224 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Página 223 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
Página 264 - Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Página 265 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 298 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more! Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th' event— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward— I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do,' Sith I have cause,...
Página 264 - ... 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.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen6 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 27 Dic. 2006 |
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