William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 104 | Just Great DataBase

EPILOGODetto da PROSPERO.Ora i miei incantesimi si sono tutti spenti,la forza che possiedo è solo mia, ed è poca.Ora sta a voi tenermi qui confinato o mandarmi a Napoli.Poiché ho riavuto il Ducato e perdonato il traditore,Non fatemi rimanere col vostro potere in quest'isola nuda,ma scioglietemi da ogni legame con mani generose.Il vostro fiato gentile colmi le mie velealtrimenti fallisce Il mio progetto che era di dar piacere.Ora mi mancano spiriti da comandare,arte per incantare,e la mia fine è la disperazione,a meno che non sia salvato dalla preghieraChe va tanto a fondo da vincere la pietà e liberare dal peccato.Come voi per ogni colpa implorate il perdono,Così la vostra indulgenza metta me in libertà.

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Good my lord, be curedOf this diseased opinion, and betimes.For 'tis most dangerous.

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think our country sinks beneath the yoke. It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. I

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Thou, my slave,As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant,And for thou wast a spirit too delicateTo act her earthy and abhorred commands,Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,By help of her more potent ministersAnd in her most unmitigable rage,Into a cloven pine, within which riftImprisoned thou didst painfully remainA dozen years; within which space she diedAnd left thee there, where thou didst vent thy groansAs fast as mill wheels strike.

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ANTIGONUS                                                 If it prove She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her; Than when I feel and see her no further trust her; For every inch of woman in the world, Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false, If she be.

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Blood hath been shed ere now, i'the olden time,Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;Ay, and since too, murders have been performedToo terrible for the ear. The times has beenThat, when the brains were out, the man would die,And there an end. But now they rise againWith twenty mortal murders on their crowns,            And push us from our stools. This is more strangeThan such a murder is.

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MIRANDA O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't! PROSPERO 'Tis new to thee.

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Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits.The flighty purpose never is o'ertookUnless the deed go with it. From this momentThe very firstlings of my heart shall beThe firstlings of my hand. And even now,To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done

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GON. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!ANT. The ground indeed is tawny.SEB. With an eye of green in 't.ANT. He misses not much.SEB. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.

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Innocent sleep. Sleep that soothes away all our worries. Sleep that puts each day to rest. Sleep that relieves the weary laborer and heals hurt minds. Sleep, the main course in life's feast, and the most nourishing.

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Мы созданы из вещества того же,Что наши сны. И сном окруженаВся наша маленькая жизнь.

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Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. (to himself) No matter what happens, time continues on. BANQUO Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure. Good Macbeth, we’re waiting for whenever you’re ready. MACBETH (155) Give me your favor. My dull brain was wrought With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains Are registered where every day I turn The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king. (aside to BANQUO) Think upon what hath chanced, and, at more time, (160)

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Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant

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Hang, cur, hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker!

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لمشهد الشئ المخيف أقل رعبا مما يخلقه الوهم. إن فكري الذي ليست نية القتل فيه سوى خيال محض ليزلزل كياني البشري الضعيف وخيالي يخنق قواي فإذا العدم وحده هو الوجود.

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Giulietta - E così te ne vai, amore mio, mio signore, mio sposo, mio amico, mio tutto! Voglio avere tue notizie ogni giorno dell'ora, sì, dell'ora, ci sono molti giorni in un minuto... Ahimè, a contare il tempo in questo modo, chi sa quanti anni avrò prima di rivedere il mio Romeo!

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Antonio: "What a blow was there given!"Sebastian: "An it had not fallen flatlong.

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Life is a tale told by an idiot,full of sound and fury,signifying nothing.

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Therefore love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

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Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How cam'st thou to be seize of this moon calf? Can he vent Trinculos?

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