The Temple Shakespeare, Volym 34J.M. Dent and Company, 1899 |
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... gives , me judice , the best clue to the solution of the problem . It certainly produces the impression of having been left roughly sketched by Shakespeare , whose touch is manifest in the more important speeches , especially those be ...
... gives , me judice , the best clue to the solution of the problem . It certainly produces the impression of having been left roughly sketched by Shakespeare , whose touch is manifest in the more important speeches , especially those be ...
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... gives that impression [ vide Note ] . The speech is weak enough as it is , without adding to it the crowning absurdity of making the soldier first read the epitaph , and then proceed to take the character in wax , because he cannot read ...
... gives that impression [ vide Note ] . The speech is weak enough as it is , without adding to it the crowning absurdity of making the soldier first read the epitaph , and then proceed to take the character in wax , because he cannot read ...
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... Give him thy daughter : What you bestow , in him I'll counterpoise , And make him weigh with her . Old Ath . Most noble lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim . My hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I ...
... Give him thy daughter : What you bestow , in him I'll counterpoise , And make him weigh with her . Old Ath . Most noble lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim . My hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I ...
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... give out . I like your work , 160 And you shall find I like it : wait attendance Till you hear further from me . The gods preserve ye ! Tim . Well fare you , gentleman : give me your hand ; We must needs dine together . Sir , your jewel ...
... give out . I like your work , 160 And you shall find I like it : wait attendance Till you hear further from me . The gods preserve ye ! Tim . Well fare you , gentleman : give me your hand ; We must needs dine together . Sir , your jewel ...
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William Shakespeare, Sir Israel Gollancz. As those which sell would give : but you well know , Things of like value , differing in the owners , 170 Are prized by their masters : believe ' t , dear lord , You mend the jewel by the wearing ...
William Shakespeare, Sir Israel Gollancz. As those which sell would give : but you well know , Things of like value , differing in the owners , 170 Are prized by their masters : believe ' t , dear lord , You mend the jewel by the wearing ...
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Sida 87 - O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer, Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god, That solder'st close impossibilities, And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with every tongue, To every purpose!
Sida 55 - He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe ; and make his wrongs His outsides ; wear them like his raiment, carelessly ; And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, To bring it into danger.
Sida 66 - Thy mistress is o' the brothel! Son of sixteen, pluck the lined crutch from thy old limping sire, With it beat out his brains! Piety, and fear, Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhood, Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades, Degrees, observances, customs, and laws, Decline to your confounding contraries, And let confusion live!