The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... must ; And cannot fay , you dare not . Good Camillo , Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror , Which shows me mine chang'd too : for I must be A party in this alteration , finding Myfelf thus alter'd with it . CAM . There is a ...
... must ; And cannot fay , you dare not . Good Camillo , Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror , Which shows me mine chang'd too : for I must be A party in this alteration , finding Myfelf thus alter'd with it . CAM . There is a ...
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... must be anfwer'd . - Doft thou hear , Camillo , I conjure thee , by all the parts of man , Which honour does acknowledge , -whereof the leaft Is not this fuit of mine , -that thou declare What incidency thou doft guess of harm Is ...
... must be anfwer'd . - Doft thou hear , Camillo , I conjure thee , by all the parts of man , Which honour does acknowledge , -whereof the leaft Is not this fuit of mine , -that thou declare What incidency thou doft guess of harm Is ...
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... must In that be made more bitter . Fear o'ershades me : Good expedition be my friend , and comfort The gracious queen , part of his theme , but no- thing Of his ill - ta'en fufpicion ! Come , Camillo ; I will respect thee as a father ...
... must In that be made more bitter . Fear o'ershades me : Good expedition be my friend , and comfort The gracious queen , part of his theme , but no- thing Of his ill - ta'en fufpicion ! Come , Camillo ; I will respect thee as a father ...
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... must be told on't , and he fhall : the office Becomes a woman beft ; I'll take't upon me : If I prove honey - mouth'd , let my tongue blifter ; And never to my red - look'd anger be The trumpet any more : -Pray you , Emilia , 3 Thefe ...
... must be told on't , and he fhall : the office Becomes a woman beft ; I'll take't upon me : If I prove honey - mouth'd , let my tongue blifter ; And never to my red - look'd anger be The trumpet any more : -Pray you , Emilia , 3 Thefe ...
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... must not enter . PAUL . Nay , rather , good my lords , be fecond to me : Fear you his tyrannous paffion more , alas , Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent foul ; More free , than he is jealous . 5 Leave me folely : That is ...
... must not enter . PAUL . Nay , rather , good my lords , be fecond to me : Fear you his tyrannous paffion more , alas , Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent foul ; More free , than he is jealous . 5 Leave me folely : That is ...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1793 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1793 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1793 |
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Sida 454 - 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 335 - If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir. Ban. 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 343 - 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 521 - Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?
Sida 371 - 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 368 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Sida 338 - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death. To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle. DUN. There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman on whom I built An absolute trust.
Sida 476 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Sida 380 - 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 387 - 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.