The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volym 6C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... master . Lear . What's that ? Kent . Authority . Lear . What fervices canft thou do ? Kent . I can keep honeft counfels , ride , run , marr a curious tale in telling it , and deliver a plain meffage bluntly that which ordinary men are ...
... master . Lear . What's that ? Kent . Authority . Lear . What fervices canft thou do ? Kent . I can keep honeft counfels , ride , run , marr a curious tale in telling it , and deliver a plain meffage bluntly that which ordinary men are ...
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... master . Fool . Nuncle Lear , nuncle Lear , tarry , take the foo with thee : What , Ofwald , ho ! C That thefe hot Tears , that break from me perforce , And what he fays towards the End of the fourth Act : but I am bound Upon a Wheel of ...
... master . Fool . Nuncle Lear , nuncle Lear , tarry , take the foo with thee : What , Ofwald , ho ! C That thefe hot Tears , that break from me perforce , And what he fays towards the End of the fourth Act : but I am bound Upon a Wheel of ...
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... master . Glo . Weapons ? arms ? what's the matter here ? Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; he dies , that ftrikes again ; what's the matter ? Reg . The meffengers from our fifter and the King ? Corn . What is your difference ? speak ...
... master . Glo . Weapons ? arms ? what's the matter here ? Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; he dies , that ftrikes again ; what's the matter ? Reg . The meffengers from our fifter and the King ? Corn . What is your difference ? speak ...
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... master ? Kent . Here , Sir , but trouble him not ; his wits are gone . Glo . Good friend , I pr'ythee , take him in thy arms : I have o'er - heard a plot of death upon him : There is a litter ready , lay him in't , And drive tow❜rd ...
... master ? Kent . Here , Sir , but trouble him not ; his wits are gone . Glo . Good friend , I pr'ythee , take him in thy arms : I have o'er - heard a plot of death upon him : There is a litter ready , lay him in't , And drive tow❜rd ...
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... master . Glo . Get thee away : if , for my fake , Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain I'th ' way tow'rd Dover , do it for ancient love ; And bring fome covering for this naked foul , Whom I'll intreat to lead me . Old Man ...
... master . Glo . Get thee away : if , for my fake , Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain I'th ' way tow'rd Dover , do it for ancient love ; And bring fome covering for this naked foul , Whom I'll intreat to lead me . Old Man ...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes ; Collated with the ..., Volym 6 William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1740 |
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Sida 275 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Sida 89 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Sida 299 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Sida 279 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Sida 283 - 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.
Sida 276 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Sida 102 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Sida 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Sida 6 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.
Sida 52 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.