Letture inglesi: coordinate al programma governativo dei licei e corredate di note dichiarative del testo ...F. Vallardi, 1924 |
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... Lysander , and told him the peril she was in , and that she must either give him up and marry Demetrius , or lose her life in four days . Lysander was in great affliction at hearing these evil tidings ; but recollecting that he had an ...
... Lysander , and told him the peril she was in , and that she must either give him up and marry Demetrius , or lose her life in four days . Lysander was in great affliction at hearing these evil tidings ; but recollecting that he had an ...
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... Lysander , << in the wood a few miles without the city ; in that delightful wood where we have so often walked with Helena in the pleasant month of May » . To this proposal Hermia joyfully agreed ; and she told no one of her intended ...
... Lysander , << in the wood a few miles without the city ; in that delightful wood where we have so often walked with Helena in the pleasant month of May » . To this proposal Hermia joyfully agreed ; and she told no one of her intended ...
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... Lysander said they used to walk by moonlight in this pleasant wood , Oberon might have seen Helena in those happy times when she was beloved by Demetrius . However that might be , when Puck returned with the little purple flower ...
... Lysander said they used to walk by moonlight in this pleasant wood , Oberon might have seen Helena in those happy times when she was beloved by Demetrius . However that might be , when Puck returned with the little purple flower ...
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... Lysander waiting for her , to conduct her to his aunt's house ; but before they had passed half through the wood , Hermia was so much fatigued , that Lysander , who was very careful of this dear lady , who had proved her affection for ...
... Lysander waiting for her , to conduct her to his aunt's house ; but before they had passed half through the wood , Hermia was so much fatigued , that Lysander , who was very careful of this dear lady , who had proved her affection for ...
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... Lysander was sleeping . « Ah ! » said she , « < this is Lysander lying on the ground : is he dead or asleep ? » Then , gently touching him , she said , << Good sir , if you are alive , awake » . Upon this Lysander opened his eyes , and ...
... Lysander was sleeping . « Ah ! » said she , « < this is Lysander lying on the ground : is he dead or asleep ? » Then , gently touching him , she said , << Good sir , if you are alive , awake » . Upon this Lysander opened his eyes , and ...
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Page 177 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me...
Page 173 - He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 317 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 171 - There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Page 232 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime, Dark-heaving, boundless, endless and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 153 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome : And when you saw his chariot but appear, Have you not made an universal shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores...
Page 319 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 274 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Page 232 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Page 173 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.