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... WILLIAM J. ROLFE , LITT.D. FORMERLY HEAD MASTER OF THE HIGH SCHOOL , CAMBRIDGE , MASS . ILLUSTRATED NEW YORK . : . CINCINNATI : · CHICAGO AMERICAN BOOK COMPANY PU : LIBRARY 816246 ASTOR LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS R SHAKESPEARE'S.
... WILLIAM J. ROLFE , LITT.D. FORMERLY HEAD MASTER OF THE HIGH SCHOOL , CAMBRIDGE , MASS . ILLUSTRATED NEW YORK . : . CINCINNATI : · CHICAGO AMERICAN BOOK COMPANY PU : LIBRARY 816246 ASTOR LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS R SHAKESPEARE'S.
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... head to foot ! Or , like the Parthian , I shall flying fight , Rather , directly fly . Imogen . [ Reads ] ' He is one of the noblest note , to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied . him accordingly , as you value your truest So ...
... head to foot ! Or , like the Parthian , I shall flying fight , Rather , directly fly . Imogen . [ Reads ] ' He is one of the noblest note , to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied . him accordingly , as you value your truest So ...
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... head have ear in music , doubtless With joy he will embrace you , for he ' s honourable , And doubling that , most holy . Your means abroad , You have me , rich ; and I will never fail Beginning nor supplyment . Imogen . Thou art all ...
... head have ear in music , doubtless With joy he will embrace you , for he ' s honourable , And doubling that , most holy . Your means abroad , You have me , rich ; and I will never fail Beginning nor supplyment . Imogen . Thou art all ...
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... and our horsemen be in readiness ; The powers that he already hath in Gallia Will soon be drawn to head , from whence he moves His war for Britain . Queen . But must be look'd to speedily and strongly 90 [ Act III Cymbeline.
... and our horsemen be in readiness ; The powers that he already hath in Gallia Will soon be drawn to head , from whence he moves His war for Britain . Queen . But must be look'd to speedily and strongly 90 [ Act III Cymbeline.
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... head , which now is growing upon thy shoulders , shall within this hour be off , thy mistress enforced , thy garments cut to pieces before thy face ; and all this done , spurn her home to her father , who may happily be a little angry ...
... head , which now is growing upon thy shoulders , shall within this hour be off , thy mistress enforced , thy garments cut to pieces before thy face ; and all this done , spurn her home to her father , who may happily be a little angry ...
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Sida 55 - Phoebus gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet arise ; Arise, arise ! Clo.
Sida 111 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Sida 116 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak. The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Sida 216 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is, in suing long to bide : To loose good dayes, that might be better spent...
Sida 68 - And that most venerable man which I Did call my father, was I know not where When I was stamped ; some coiner with his tools Made me a counterfeit : yet my mother seem'd The Dian of that time ; so doth my wife The nonpareil of this.
Sida 13 - This play has many just sentiments, some natural dialogues, and some pleasing scenes, but they are obtained at the expense of much incongruity. To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
Sida 218 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Sida 187 - 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 83 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; * whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states,3 Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Sida 278 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...