Characteristics of Women, Moral, Poetical, and Historical: With Fifty Vignette Etchings, Volym 2Saunders and Otley, 1833 |
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... Tell me what blessings I have here alive , That I should fear to die . Therefore , proceed , But yet hear this ; mistake me not . No ! life , I prize it not a straw ; but for mine honour , ( Which I would free , ) if I shall be condemn ...
... Tell me what blessings I have here alive , That I should fear to die . Therefore , proceed , But yet hear this ; mistake me not . No ! life , I prize it not a straw ; but for mine honour , ( Which I would free , ) if I shall be condemn ...
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... tell ; and her exceeding gentleness and timidity , and her domestic turn of mind , render her more easily captivated by the military renown , the va- lour , and lofty bearing of the noble Moor- And to his honours and his valiant parts ...
... tell ; and her exceeding gentleness and timidity , and her domestic turn of mind , render her more easily captivated by the military renown , the va- lour , and lofty bearing of the noble Moor- And to his honours and his valiant parts ...
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... tell me How far ' tis thither . If one of mean affairs May plod it in a week , why may not I Glide thither in a day ? Then , true Pisanio , ( Who longst like me , to see thy lord — who long'st— O let me bate , but not like me - yet long ...
... tell me How far ' tis thither . If one of mean affairs May plod it in a week , why may not I Glide thither in a day ? Then , true Pisanio , ( Who longst like me , to see thy lord — who long'st— O let me bate , but not like me - yet long ...
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With Fifty Vignette Etchings Mrs. Jameson (Anna). Tell me how Wales was made so happy , as To inherit such a haven . But , first of all , How we may steal from hence : and for the gap That we shall make in time , from our hence going And ...
With Fifty Vignette Etchings Mrs. Jameson (Anna). Tell me how Wales was made so happy , as To inherit such a haven . But , first of all , How we may steal from hence : and for the gap That we shall make in time , from our hence going And ...
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... tell my lord That I kiss aught but he . It has been well observed , that our consciousness that the bracelet is really gone to bear false witness against her , adds an inexpressibly touching effect to the simplicity and tenderness of ...
... tell my lord That I kiss aught but he . It has been well observed , that our consciousness that the bracelet is really gone to bear false witness against her , adds an inexpressibly touching effect to the simplicity and tenderness of ...
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admirable affection Ambrogiolo Antigone Antony Antony and Cleopatra APOLLODORUS ARSINOE Arthur beauty Bretagne Cæsar character CHARMIAN CLEOPATRA Cloten colouring Constance Cordelia CORIOLANUS Creon CRESSIDA CYMBELINE daughter death delicacy delineation Desdemona dignity DOLABELLA dramatic duchy of Bretagne Elinor eloquence eyes false fancy father fear feeling female feminine fond gentle give grace grandeur grief hate hath heart heaven Hermione heroine honour husband Iachimo Iago imagination Imogen Juliet Katherine king Lady Macbeth Lear LEONTES lord madam manner Mark Antony maternal MESSENGER mind mistress mother nature never noble Octavia Othello passion pathos Paulina perfect PISANIO pity play Plutarch poetical poetry Polynices poor Portia portrait Posthumus pr'ythee pride queen racter Roman Rome royal scene sentiment Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's simplicity sisters soul speak spirit story sweet tears temper tenderness thee thing thou art tion tragedy TROILUS true truth virtue VOLUMNIA whole wife woman women words Zinevra
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Sida 228 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Sida 318 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
Sida 315 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion X Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair.
Sida 104 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful ; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments, nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me ; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Sida 318 - As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Sida 317 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
Sida 291 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring.
Sida 152 - We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, And make Death proud to take us. Come, away; This case of that huge spirit now is cold. Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend But resolution, and the briefest end.
Sida 40 - But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
Sida 322 - Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.