The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 第 6 巻Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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... thank your grace : Healthful ; and ever since a fresh admirer ' Of what I saw there . Buck . An untimely ague Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber , when Those sons of glory , those two lights of men , Met in the vale of Arde . Nor ...
... thank your grace : Healthful ; and ever since a fresh admirer ' Of what I saw there . Buck . An untimely ague Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber , when Those sons of glory , those two lights of men , Met in the vale of Arde . Nor ...
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... Thanks you for this great care : I stood i ' the level Of a full - charg'd confederacy : 9 and give thanks To you that choak'd it . - Let be call'd before us That ... Thank your majesty . That you would love 16 ACT I KING HENRY VIII .
... Thanks you for this great care : I stood i ' the level Of a full - charg'd confederacy : 9 and give thanks To you that choak'd it . - Let be call'd before us That ... Thank your majesty . That you would love 16 ACT I KING HENRY VIII .
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In Nine Volumes William Shakespeare. Q.Kath . Thank your majesty . That you would love yourself ; and , in that love , Not unconsider'd leave your honour , nor The dignity of your office , is the point Of my petition . K.Hen . Lady mine ...
In Nine Volumes William Shakespeare. Q.Kath . Thank your majesty . That you would love yourself ; and , in that love , Not unconsider'd leave your honour , nor The dignity of your office , is the point Of my petition . K.Hen . Lady mine ...
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... thank your lordship . - By your leave , sweet ladies : [ Seats himself between ANNE BULLEN , another Lady . If I chance to talk a little wild , forgive me ; I had it from my father . Anne . Was he mad , sir ? Sands . O , very mad ...
... thank your lordship . - By your leave , sweet ladies : [ Seats himself between ANNE BULLEN , another Lady . If I chance to talk a little wild , forgive me ; I had it from my father . Anne . Was he mad , sir ? Sands . O , very mad ...
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... thanks , And save me so much talking . Wol . My lord Sands , [ Drinks . I am beholden to you : cheer your neighbours.- Ladies , you are not merry ; Gentlemen , Whose fault is this ? Sands . The red wine first must rise In their fair ...
... thanks , And save me so much talking . Wol . My lord Sands , [ Drinks . I am beholden to you : cheer your neighbours.- Ladies , you are not merry ; Gentlemen , Whose fault is this ? Sands . The red wine first must rise In their fair ...
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54 ページ - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
47 ページ - And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
44 ページ - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
29 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.
54 ページ - I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
45 ページ - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
98 ページ - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
42 ページ - 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.
44 ページ - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
9 ページ - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake ; His coward...