The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumen3 |
Dentro del libro
Página 58
1 Lord , The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill together : our virtnes would be proud , if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair , if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.Enter a Servant .
1 Lord , The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill together : our virtnes would be proud , if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair , if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.Enter a Servant .
Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
Attendants bear better Bianca blood bring comes Count daughter death doth Dromio Duke Enter Erit Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear fellow Gent give gone grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven hence hold honour hope hour husband I'll Kath keep king knock Lady leave Leon live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd madam marry master mean mistress nature never night noble once Paul poor pray present queen ring Rosse SCENE Servant serve sister sleep speak stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee There's thine things thou thou art thought Tranio true wife Witch young
Pasajes populares
Página 301 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Página 309 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Página 324 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Página 303 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood; Stop up th...
Página 150 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience, — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Página 305 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Página 52 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.