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Relier Pairs Shakespeare TragediesVersion en ligne Which play does this quote belong to? par Rubén Ajo 1 Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. 2 If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have wakened death! 3 Cordelia: Nothing. Lear: Nothing can come of nothing, speak again. 4 O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! 5 Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? 6 To be, or not to be, that is the question. 7 That one may smile and smile and be a villain. 8 Methought I heard a voice cry, ‘Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep: the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. 9 I am a man More sinned against than sinning. 10 If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. 11 O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! 12 She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished That heaven had made her such a man. 13 First Witch: When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? Second Witch: When the hurly-burly's done, When the battle's lost and won. Third Witch: That will be ere the set of sun. First Witch: Where the place? Second Witch: Upon the heath. Third Witch: There to meet with Macbeth. 14 O, beware, my lord, of jealousy: It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on. 15 That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: What hath quenched them hath given me fire. 16 Lay on, Macduff, And damned be him that first cries, ‘Hold, enough!’ 17 When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. 18 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food: They eat us hungerly, and when they are full They belch us. 19 My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education: My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. You are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter. 20 Now, gods, stand up for bastards!

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Shakespeare TragediesVersion en ligne

Which play does this quote belong to?

par Rubén Ajo

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have wakened death!

Cordelia: Nothing. Lear: Nothing can come of nothing, speak again.

O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all?

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

That one may smile and smile and be a villain.

Methought I heard a voice cry, ‘Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep: the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast.

I am a man More sinned against than sinning.

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly.

O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!

She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished That heaven had made her such a man.

First Witch: When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain? Second Witch: When the hurly-burly's done, When the battle's lost and won. Third Witch: That will be ere the set of sun. First Witch: Where the place? Second Witch: Upon the heath. Third Witch: There to meet with Macbeth.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy: It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.

That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: What hath quenched them hath given me fire.

Lay on, Macduff, And damned be him that first cries, ‘Hold, enough!’

When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools.

'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food: They eat us hungerly, and when they are full They belch us.

My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education: My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. You are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter.

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Shakespeare TragediesVersion en ligne

par Rubén Ajo

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have wakened death!

Cordelia: Nothing. Lear: Nothing can come of nothing, speak again.

O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all?

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

That one may smile and smile and be a villain.

Methought I heard a voice cry, ‘Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep: the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast.

I am a man More sinned against than sinning.

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly.

O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!

She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished That heaven had made her such a man.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy: It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.

That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold: What hath quenched them hath given me fire.

Lay on, Macduff, And damned be him that first cries, ‘Hold, enough!’

When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools.

'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food: They eat us hungerly, and when they are full They belch us.

My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education: My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. You are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter.

Now, gods, stand up for bastards!