All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. MacbethC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Exeunt Bertram and Lafeu . Hel . Oh , were that all I think not on my father ; And these great tears grace his remembrance more , Than those I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him : my imagination Carries no favour in it ...
... Exeunt Bertram and Lafeu . Hel . Oh , were that all I think not on my father ; And these great tears grace his remembrance more , Than those I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him : my imagination Carries no favour in it ...
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... Exeunt . SCENE III . A room in the count's palace . Enter Countess , Steward , and Clown . ' gen- Count . I will now hear : what fay you of this tlewoman ? Stew . Madam , the care I have had to even your content , I wish might be found ...
... Exeunt . SCENE III . A room in the count's palace . Enter Countess , Steward , and Clown . ' gen- Count . I will now hear : what fay you of this tlewoman ? Stew . Madam , the care I have had to even your content , I wish might be found ...
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... Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. The court of France . Enter the King , with young lords taking leave for the Florentine war . Bertram and Parolles . FAR Flourish cornets . KING . ARE WEL , young lords : thefe warlike prin- ciples 5 - into ...
... Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. The court of France . Enter the King , with young lords taking leave for the Florentine war . Bertram and Parolles . FAR Flourish cornets . KING . ARE WEL , young lords : thefe warlike prin- ciples 5 - into ...
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... Exeunt . [ Lafeu kneels . Laf . Pardon , my lord , for me and for my tidings . King . I'll fee thee to stand up . Laf . Then here's a man Stands , that , has bought his pardon . I would , you Had kneel'd my lord , to afk me mercy ; and ...
... Exeunt . [ Lafeu kneels . Laf . Pardon , my lord , for me and for my tidings . King . I'll fee thee to stand up . Laf . Then here's a man Stands , that , has bought his pardon . I would , you Had kneel'd my lord , to afk me mercy ; and ...
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... Exeunt . Count . Come on , fir ; I fhall now put you to the height of your breeding . Clo . I will fhew myfelf highly fed , and lowly taught : I know my business is but to the court . Count . But to the court ? why , what place make you ...
... Exeunt . Count . Come on , fir ; I fhall now put you to the height of your breeding . Clo . I will fhew myfelf highly fed , and lowly taught : I know my business is but to the court . Count . But to the court ? why , what place make you ...
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Sida 330 - By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Sida 414 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty...
Sida 417 - 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 268 - That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Sida 466 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Sida 425 - 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 428 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. 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 407 - New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould. But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Sida 460 - Till thou applaud the deed. 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 101 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.