The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... gone . Luc . Away with him , and make a fire straight , And with our fwords , upon a pile of wood , Let's hew his limbs , ' till they be clean confum'd . [ Exeunt Mutius , Marcus , Quintus and Lucius with Alarbus . Tam . O cruel ...
... gone . Luc . Away with him , and make a fire straight , And with our fwords , upon a pile of wood , Let's hew his limbs , ' till they be clean confum'd . [ Exeunt Mutius , Marcus , Quintus and Lucius with Alarbus . Tam . O cruel ...
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... gone . Luc . He is not well himself , let us withdraw . Quin . Not I , ' till Mutius ' bones be buried . [ The brother and the foss kneel . Mar. Brother , for in that name doth nature plead , Quin , Father , and in that name doth nature ...
... gone . Luc . He is not well himself , let us withdraw . Quin . Not I , ' till Mutius ' bones be buried . [ The brother and the foss kneel . Mar. Brother , for in that name doth nature plead , Quin , Father , and in that name doth nature ...
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... gone , and my compaffionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by furmife : O tell me how it is ; for ne'er ' till now Was I a child to fear I know not what . Mar. Lord Baffianus lyes embrewed ...
... gone , and my compaffionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by furmife : O tell me how it is ; for ne'er ' till now Was I a child to fear I know not what . Mar. Lord Baffianus lyes embrewed ...
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... gone : Here ftands my other fon , a banish'd man , And here my brother weeping at my woes . But that which gives my foul the greatest spurn Is dear Lavinia , dearer than my foul Had I but feen thy picture in this plight , It would have ...
... gone : Here ftands my other fon , a banish'd man , And here my brother weeping at my woes . But that which gives my foul the greatest spurn Is dear Lavinia , dearer than my foul Had I but feen thy picture in this plight , It would have ...
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... gone , I fee thou art not for my company . - Mar , Alas , my Lord , I have but kill'd a fly . Tit . But ? how if that fly had a father and mother ? How would he hang his flender gilded wings , And buz laments and dolings in the air ...
... gone , I fee thou art not for my company . - Mar , Alas , my Lord , I have but kill'd a fly . Tit . But ? how if that fly had a father and mother ? How would he hang his flender gilded wings , And buz laments and dolings in the air ...
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Achilles Afide Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Baffianus Banquo blood brother Calchas Clot Cloten Creffid Cymbeline defire Diomede doft doth Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe falfe fear felf fervice fhall fhew fhould fight flain fleep fome fons forrow foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword Goths Guiderius hand hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen King Lady Lavinia Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach mafter Marcus Menelaus moft muft muſt Neft noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus prefent Priam Prince purpoſe Queen reafon Roffe Rome Saturnine SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Titus Titus Andronicus Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf what's whofe Witch
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191 ページ - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
206 ページ - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
83 ページ - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
91 ページ - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
85 ページ - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
111 ページ - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog...
106 ページ - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
103 ページ - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
127 ページ - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
91 ページ - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.