The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: With Glossarial Notes, a Sketch of His Life, and an Estimate of His WritingsMoon, Boys & Graves, printsellers, 1832 - 908 ページ |
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... sweet Alexas , most any thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? Oh ! that I knew this husband , which , you say , must charge his horns with gar- • One of the triumvirs ...
... sweet Alexas , most any thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? Oh ! that I knew this husband , which , you say , must charge his horns with gar- • One of the triumvirs ...
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... Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons of mine hast thou in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths , That we may hew his limbs , and , on a pile Ad manes fratrum ...
... Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many sons of mine hast thou in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths , That we may hew his limbs , and , on a pile Ad manes fratrum ...
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... sweet emperor , we must all be friends : The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace : I will not be denied . Sweet heart , look back . Sat. Marcus , for thy sake , and thy brother's here , Sat. ' Tis good , Sir : You are very short ...
... sweet emperor , we must all be friends : The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace : I will not be denied . Sweet heart , look back . Sat. Marcus , for thy sake , and thy brother's here , Sat. ' Tis good , Sir : You are very short ...
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... sweet gold , for their unrest , t [ Hides the Gold . That have their alms out of the empress ' chest . Enter TAMORA . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chaunt ...
... sweet gold , for their unrest , t [ Hides the Gold . That have their alms out of the empress ' chest . Enter TAMORA . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chaunt ...
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... Sweet huntsman , Bassianus ' tis , we mean , - Do thou so much as dig the grave for him ; Thou know'st our meaning ; Look for thy re- ward Among the nettles at the elder tree , Which overshades the mouth of that same pit , Where we ...
... Sweet huntsman , Bassianus ' tis , we mean , - Do thou so much as dig the grave for him ; Thou know'st our meaning ; Look for thy re- ward Among the nettles at the elder tree , Which overshades the mouth of that same pit , Where we ...
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210 ページ - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse. Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour ; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
325 ページ - 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.
242 ページ - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
186 ページ - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
44 ページ - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; 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...
211 ページ - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners : so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and weed up thyme ; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many ; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry, — why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.
60 ページ - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
200 ページ - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
355 ページ - Have you the heart ? When your head did but ake, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you?
240 ページ - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.