Shakespeare Studied in Six PlaysT. F. Unwin, 1907 - 545 էջ |
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... Give me a taper - call up all my people ! This accident is not unlike my dream : Belief of it oppresses me already . Light , I say , light ! " So saying , Brabantio withdraws with his attendants , when Iago , alone with Roderigo ...
... Give me a taper - call up all my people ! This accident is not unlike my dream : Belief of it oppresses me already . Light , I say , light ! " So saying , Brabantio withdraws with his attendants , when Iago , alone with Roderigo ...
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... 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 Shakespeare Studied.
... 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 Shakespeare Studied.
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Albert Stratford George Canning. earnest attention , the Duke proceeds to give him advice : " Good Brabantio , Take up this mangled matter at the best , " evidently wishing him to be reconciled to his new son - in - law , and utterly ...
Albert Stratford George Canning. earnest attention , the Duke proceeds to give him advice : " Good Brabantio , Take up this mangled matter at the best , " evidently wishing him to be reconciled to his new son - in - law , and utterly ...
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... give thee that with all my heart Which , but thou hast already , with all my heart I would keep from thee . For your sake , jewel , I am glad at soul I have no other child ; For thy escape would teach me tyranny , To hang clogs on them ...
... give thee that with all my heart Which , but thou hast already , with all my heart I would keep from thee . For your sake , jewel , I am glad at soul I have no other child ; For thy escape would teach me tyranny , To hang clogs on them ...
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... give you so much of her lips As of her tongue she oft bestows on me , You'd have enough . " Desdemona , always attached to Emilia , vindicates her , though not offended with Iago , by saying kindly : " Alas ! she has no speech , " while ...
... give you so much of her lips As of her tongue she oft bestows on me , You'd have enough . " Desdemona , always attached to Emilia , vindicates her , though not offended with Iago , by saying kindly : " Alas ! she has no speech , " while ...
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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.