Shakespeare Studied in Six PlaysT. F. Unwin, 1907 - 545 էջ |
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... feeling throughout , of which Iago is , of course , incapable - and he answers : " I would not follow him then . " Iago again , to some extent , opens his deceitful mind to poor , sad Roderigo , of whom he makes a complete dupe indeed ...
... feeling throughout , of which Iago is , of course , incapable - and he answers : " I would not follow him then . " Iago again , to some extent , opens his deceitful mind to poor , sad Roderigo , of whom he makes a complete dupe indeed ...
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... feelings : " Farewell , for I must leave you : It seems not meet , nor wholesome to my place To be produc'd ( as if I stay I shall ) Against the Moor . " He then owns the high esteem in which Othello is held in Venice and the importance ...
... feelings : " Farewell , for I must leave you : It seems not meet , nor wholesome to my place To be produc'd ( as if I stay I shall ) Against the Moor . " He then owns the high esteem in which Othello is held in Venice and the importance ...
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... feeling : " I think this tale would win my daughter too . " Then , addressing Brabantio , who has remained silent during Othello's speech , but doubtless heard it with earnest attention , the Duke proceeds to give him advice 22 ...
... feeling : " I think this tale would win my daughter too . " Then , addressing Brabantio , who has remained silent during Othello's speech , but doubtless heard it with earnest attention , the Duke proceeds to give him advice 22 ...
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... alone together do they ven- ture to reveal their feelings . Roderigo , grieved and disconsolate , patiently asks his treacherous friend : " What will I do , think'st thou ? " and Iago , in reply , advising him to " " Othello ' 29 " "
... alone together do they ven- ture to reveal their feelings . Roderigo , grieved and disconsolate , patiently asks his treacherous friend : " What will I do , think'st thou ? " and Iago , in reply , advising him to " " Othello ' 29 " "
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... feelings : " Thou art sure of me - go , make money - I have told thee often , and I re - tell thee again and again , I hate the Moor : my cause is hearted ; thine hath no less reason ; let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him ...
... feelings : " Thou art sure of me - go , make money - I have told thee often , and I re - tell thee again and again , I hate the Moor : my cause is hearted ; thine hath no less reason ; let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him ...
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Էջ 22 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange, Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...
Էջ 265 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world...
Էջ 166 - Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it...
Էջ 187 - tis time to do't. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Էջ 315 - O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ! Why, rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs.
Էջ 241 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Էջ 77 - By the world, I think my wife be honest, and think she is not; I think that thou art just, and think thou art not; I'll have some proof: Her name, that was as fresh As Dian's visage, is now begrim'd and black As mine own face.
Էջ 150 - No more of that : — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Էջ 49 - Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving. You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man! there are ways to recover the general again. You are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in policy than in malice; even so as one would beat his offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion.
Էջ 171 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.