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... doth unfix my hair , And make my seated heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , Shakes so my single state of man , that ...
... doth unfix my hair , And make my seated heart knock at my ribs , Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought , whose murder yet is but fantastical , Shakes so my single state of man , that ...
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... doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.— Enter an Attendant . What is your tidings ? Thou ' rt mad to say it ! - ATTEND . The king comes here to - night . LADY M. Is not thy master with him ? who , were ' t so , Would have inform'd for ...
... doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.— Enter an Attendant . What is your tidings ? Thou ' rt mad to say it ! - ATTEND . The king comes here to - night . LADY M. Is not thy master with him ? who , were ' t so , Would have inform'd for ...
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... doth guide his valour To act in safety . There is none but he Whose being I do fear : and under him My Genius is rebuk'd ; as , it is said , Mark Antony's was by Cæsar . He chid the sisters , When first they put the name of king upon me ...
... doth guide his valour To act in safety . There is none but he Whose being I do fear : and under him My Genius is rebuk'd ; as , it is said , Mark Antony's was by Cæsar . He chid the sisters , When first they put the name of king upon me ...
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... doth this day laugh away his fortune . ENO . If he do , sure , he cannot weep ' t back again . MEN . You've said , sir . We looked not for Mark Antony here . Pray you , is he married to Cleopatra ? ENO . Cæsar's sister is called Octavia ...
... doth this day laugh away his fortune . ENO . If he do , sure , he cannot weep ' t back again . MEN . You've said , sir . We looked not for Mark Antony here . Pray you , is he married to Cleopatra ? ENO . Cæsar's sister is called Octavia ...
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... doth most consist Of war - mark'd footmen ; leave unexecuted Your own renowned knowledge : quite forego The way which promises assurance : and Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard , From firm security . ANT . I'll fight at sea ...
... doth most consist Of war - mark'd footmen ; leave unexecuted Your own renowned knowledge : quite forego The way which promises assurance : and Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard , From firm security . ANT . I'll fight at sea ...
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Sida 463 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Sida 478 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Sida 447 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Sida 98 - 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.
Sida 447 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Sida 458 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but...
Sida 485 - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ; Coral is far more red than her lips' red ; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun ; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks ; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; I grant I never saw a goddess go ; My mistress, when she...
Sida 22 - I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. Macb. Whence is that knocking ? How is't with me, when every noise appals me ? 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.
Sida 22 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried, "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more, Macbeth shall sleep no more!
Sida 99 - Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings ; at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...