The Works of William Shakespeare, Volym 3E. Moxon, 1857 |
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... grief . Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more , swear more : but , indeed , Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows , but little in our love . Duke . But died thy sister of her love , my boy ? Vio . I ...
... grief . Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more , swear more : but , indeed , Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows , but little in our love . Duke . But died thy sister of her love , my boy ? Vio . I ...
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... grief lodg'd here which burns Worse than tears drown : beseech you all , my lords , With thoughts so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you , measure me ; —and so The king's will be perform'd ! Leon . Shall I be heard ...
... grief lodg'd here which burns Worse than tears drown : beseech you all , my lords , With thoughts so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you , measure me ; —and so The king's will be perform'd ! Leon . Shall I be heard ...
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... grief , we pronounce ) Even pushes ' gainst our heart ; -the party tried , The daughter of a king , our wife , and one Of us too much belov'd . Let us be clear'd Of being tyrannous , since we so openly Proceed in justice ; which shall ...
... grief , we pronounce ) Even pushes ' gainst our heart ; -the party tried , The daughter of a king , our wife , and one Of us too much belov'd . Let us be clear'd Of being tyrannous , since we so openly Proceed in justice ; which shall ...
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... grief , which I would spare : for honour , ' Tis a derivative from me to mine ; And only that I stand for . I appeal To your own conscience , sir , before Polixenes Came to your court , how I was in your grace , How merited to be so ...
... grief , which I would spare : for honour , ' Tis a derivative from me to mine ; And only that I stand for . I appeal To your own conscience , sir , before Polixenes Came to your court , how I was in your grace , How merited to be so ...
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... grief : do not receive affliction At my petition ; ( 16 ) I beseech you , rather Let me be punish'd , that have minded you Of what you should forget . Now , good my liege , Sir , royal sir , forgive a foolish woman : The love I bore ...
... grief : do not receive affliction At my petition ; ( 16 ) I beseech you , rather Let me be punish'd , that have minded you Of what you should forget . Now , good my liege , Sir , royal sir , forgive a foolish woman : The love I bore ...
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Sida 313 - Some poison'd by their wives, some sleeping kill'd, All murder'd— for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court; and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through...
Sida 493 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee...
Sida 496 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Sida 171 - Start not ; her actions shall be holy as You hear my spell is lawful : do not shun her Until you see her die again; for then You kill her double. Nay, present your hand: When she was young you woo'd her; now in age Is she become the suitor?1 LEON.
Sida 587 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot! Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry, "God...
Sida 72 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.