The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volym 6C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... flain - my Lord , you have one eye left To fee some mischief on him . Oh [ Dies . Corn . Left it see more , prevent it ; out , vile gelly ; Where is thy lustre now ? [ Treads out the other eye . Glo . All dark and comfortless - where's ...
... flain - my Lord , you have one eye left To fee some mischief on him . Oh [ Dies . Corn . Left it see more , prevent it ; out , vile gelly ; Where is thy lustre now ? [ Treads out the other eye . Glo . All dark and comfortless - where's ...
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... flain ? ( 54 ) Kent . Moft certain , Sir . Gent . Who is conductor of his people ? Kent . As ' tis faid , the bastard fon of Glofter . Gent . They fay , Edgar , his banish'd Son , is with the Earl of Kent in Germany . Kent . Report is ...
... flain ? ( 54 ) Kent . Moft certain , Sir . Gent . Who is conductor of his people ? Kent . As ' tis faid , the bastard fon of Glofter . Gent . They fay , Edgar , his banish'd Son , is with the Earl of Kent in Germany . Kent . Report is ...
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... flain in battle many of your enemies How full of valour did he bear himself ; In the last conflict , and made plenteous wounds ? 2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with ' em , He's a fworn rioter ; he has a fin That often drowns him ...
... flain in battle many of your enemies How full of valour did he bear himself ; In the last conflict , and made plenteous wounds ? 2 Sen. He has made too much plenty with ' em , He's a fworn rioter ; he has a fin That often drowns him ...
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... flain in your country's wars : O facred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many fons of mine haft thou in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ? Luc . Give us the proudeft prifoner of the Goths ...
... flain in your country's wars : O facred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many fons of mine haft thou in store , That thou wilt never render to me more ? Luc . Give us the proudeft prifoner of the Goths ...
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... flain Religiously they afk a facrifice ; To this your fon is markt , and die he muft , T ' appease their groaning fhadows that are gone . Luc . Away with him , and make a fire straight . And with our fwords , upon a pile of wood , Let's ...
... flain Religiously they afk a facrifice ; To this your fon is markt , and die he muft , T ' appease their groaning fhadows that are gone . Luc . Away with him , and make a fire straight . And with our fwords , upon a pile of wood , Let's ...
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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 94 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Sida 305 - 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 302 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Sida 306 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Sida 19 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Sida 296 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Sida 53 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Sida 471 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Sida 304 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Sida 309 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...