The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added Notes, Volym 7 |
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At my request , he would not , Hermione , my dearest , thou never fpok ' ft To
better purpose . : Her , Never ? LEON , Never , but once , in Her . What ? have I
twice said well ? when was ' t before ? I pr ' ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise ,
and ...
At my request , he would not , Hermione , my dearest , thou never fpok ' ft To
better purpose . : Her , Never ? LEON , Never , but once , in Her . What ? have I
twice said well ? when was ' t before ? I pr ' ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise ,
and ...
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For thee , fond boy , If I may ever know , thou dost but sigh , That thou no more
shalt see this knack , ( as never I mean thou shalt , ) we ' ll bar thee from
succession ; Not hold thee of our blood , no not our kin , Far than ' Deucalion off :
Mark thou ...
For thee , fond boy , If I may ever know , thou dost but sigh , That thou no more
shalt see this knack , ( as never I mean thou shalt , ) we ' ll bar thee from
succession ; Not hold thee of our blood , no not our kin , Far than ' Deucalion off :
Mark thou ...
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Will you swear Never to marry , but by my free leave ? Leon . Never , Paulina ; so
be bless ' d my spirit ! Paul . Then , good my lords , bear witness to his oath . Cleo
. You tempt him over - much . PAUL . Unless another , As like Hermione as is ...
Will you swear Never to marry , but by my free leave ? Leon . Never , Paulina ; so
be bless ' d my spirit ! Paul . Then , good my lords , bear witness to his oath . Cleo
. You tempt him over - much . PAUL . Unless another , As like Hermione as is ...
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I , an old turtle , Will wing me to some wither ' d bough ; and there My mate , that '
s never to be found again , Lament till I am lost . 8 5 And from your sacred vials
pour your graces - ] The expression feems to have been taken from the facred ...
I , an old turtle , Will wing me to some wither ' d bough ; and there My mate , that '
s never to be found again , Lament till I am lost . 8 5 And from your sacred vials
pour your graces - ] The expression feems to have been taken from the facred ...
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... the brightest touches of Titian would be on the poorest performance of the
veriest canvass - spoiler that ever handled a brush . The originals of these plays (
except the second and third parts of K . Henry VI . ) were never printed , and may
be ...
... the brightest touches of Titian would be on the poorest performance of the
veriest canvass - spoiler that ever handled a brush . The originals of these plays (
except the second and third parts of K . Henry VI . ) were never printed , and may
be ...
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Sida 454 - 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.
Sida 335 - If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir. Ban. New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould. But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Sida 343 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Sida 521 - Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?
Sida 371 - If we should fail? Lady M. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Sida 368 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Sida 338 - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death. To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle. DUN. There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman on whom I built An absolute trust.
Sida 476 - 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, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Sida 380 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Sida 387 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.