The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Volym 7 |
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... bleeds on the touch of the murderer . This was so much believed by Sir Kenelm Digby , that he has endeavoured to explain the reason . Vouchsafe , divine perfection of a woman , Of these SCENE II . KING RICHARD III . 13.
... bleeds on the touch of the murderer . This was so much believed by Sir Kenelm Digby , that he has endeavoured to explain the reason . Vouchsafe , divine perfection of a woman , Of these SCENE II . KING RICHARD III . 13.
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... reasons , I beseech you , Grant me this boon . Anne . With all my heart ; and much it joys me too , To see you are become so penitent . - Tressel , and Berkley , go along with me . + " Then never man was true . " - MALONE . 5 · Crosby ...
... reasons , I beseech you , Grant me this boon . Anne . With all my heart ; and much it joys me too , To see you are become so penitent . - Tressel , and Berkley , go along with me . + " Then never man was true . " - MALONE . 5 · Crosby ...
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... reason what is meant hereby , Because I will be guiltless of the meaning . Here are the keys : - there sits the duke asleep : I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resign'd to you my charge . ‡ 1 Murd . You may , sir ...
... reason what is meant hereby , Because I will be guiltless of the meaning . Here are the keys : - there sits the duke asleep : I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resign'd to you my charge . ‡ 1 Murd . You may , sir ...
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... reason 6 with him . Clar . Where art thou , keeper ? give me a cup of wine . 1 Murd . You shall have wine enough , my lord , anon . Clar . In God's name , what art thou ? 1 Murd . A man , as you are . Clar . But not , as I am , royal ...
... reason 6 with him . Clar . Where art thou , keeper ? give me a cup of wine . 1 Murd . You shall have wine enough , my lord , anon . Clar . In God's name , what art thou ? 1 Murd . A man , as you are . Clar . But not , as I am , royal ...
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... reason almost 2 with a man That looks not heavily , and full of dread . 3 Cit . Before the days of change , still is ... reason almost- ] To reason is to converse . ↑ " Last night , I hear , they lay at Northampton ; At Stony ...
... reason almost 2 with a man That looks not heavily , and full of dread . 3 Cit . Before the days of change , still is ... reason almost- ] To reason is to converse . ↑ " Last night , I hear , they lay at Northampton ; At Stony ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcib Alcibiades Anne Apem Apemantus Aufidius bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Cominius Coriolanus Cres Cressida curse death Diomed dost doth Duch duke Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fear Flav fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster gods grace hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector honour i'the JOHNSON Kath king lady live look lord Lord Chamberlain madam MALONE Marcius means Menelaus Menenius mother Murd ne'er never noble o'the Pandarus Patroclus peace pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richard Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVELL soul speak sweet sword tell thee Ther there's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast Timon tongue Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Ulyss unto word
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Sida 6 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Sida 214 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Sida 214 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Sida 217 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Sida 217 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee...
Sida 215 - I am fallen indeed. CROM. How does your grace ? WOL. Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Sida 217 - And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Sida 467 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
Sida 140 - I COME no more to make you laugh : things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present.
Sida 251 - That mould up such a mighty piece as this is, With all the virtues that attend the good, Shall still be doubled on her : truth shall nurse her ; Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her : She shall be lov'd, and fear'd : her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow : good grows with her. In her days, every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants ; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.