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Pagina 26
... god . TRIN . By this light , a most perfidious and drunken monster ; when ' s god's asleep he'll rob his bottle . CAL . I'll kiss thy foot : I'll swear myself thy subject . STE . Come on then ; down and swear . TRIN . I shall laugh ...
... god . TRIN . By this light , a most perfidious and drunken monster ; when ' s god's asleep he'll rob his bottle . CAL . I'll kiss thy foot : I'll swear myself thy subject . STE . Come on then ; down and swear . TRIN . I shall laugh ...
Pagina 50
... Gods truth hath shewed ; Of such they have burned and hanged some , That unto their ydolatrye wold not come : The ladye Truthe they have locked in cage , Sayeng that of her Nobody had knowledge , For as much nowe as they name Nobodye ...
... Gods truth hath shewed ; Of such they have burned and hanged some , That unto their ydolatrye wold not come : The ladye Truthe they have locked in cage , Sayeng that of her Nobody had knowledge , For as much nowe as they name Nobodye ...
Pagina 60
... gods in vain . LEAR . O , vassal ! miscreant ! [ Laying his hand on his sword . ALB . CORN . Dear sir , forbear . " KENT . Kill thy physician , and the ¶ fee bestow Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent ...
... gods in vain . LEAR . O , vassal ! miscreant ! [ Laying his hand on his sword . ALB . CORN . Dear sir , forbear . " KENT . Kill thy physician , and the ¶ fee bestow Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent ...
Pagina 61
... Gods , gods ! ' tis strange , that from their cold'st neglect My love should kindle to inflam'd respect.- Thy dowerless daughter , king , thrown to my chance , Is queen of us , of ours , and our fair France : Not all the dukes of wat ...
... Gods , gods ! ' tis strange , that from their cold'st neglect My love should kindle to inflam'd respect.- Thy dowerless daughter , king , thrown to my chance , Is queen of us , of ours , and our fair France : Not all the dukes of wat ...
Pagina 73
... gods ' Gainst parricides did all their thunders * bend ; Spoke , with how manifold and strong a bond The child was bound to the father ; -sir , in fine , Seeing how loathly opposite I stood To his unnatural purpose , in fell motion With ...
... gods ' Gainst parricides did all their thunders * bend ; Spoke , with how manifold and strong a bond The child was bound to the father ; -sir , in fine , Seeing how loathly opposite I stood To his unnatural purpose , in fell motion With ...
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Achilles Ajax Antony Banquo bear blood Brutus Cæsar CASCA Cassio CLEO Cleopatra Collier's annotator Coriolanus CRES daughter dead dear death deed DEMET Desdemona dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear folio omits follow fool fortune friends give gods grace Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Hector honour IAGO Julius Cæsar KENT king kiss lady Laertes LEAR live look lord Lucius MACB Macbeth MACD madam Marcius Mark Antony means never night noble o'er Old text Othello Pandarus Patroclus play Pompey poor pr'ythee pray quarto queen Re-enter Rome SCENE Shakespeare shalt shame sorrow soul speak stand Steevens sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus tongue Troilus true ULYSS unto wife word Отн
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Pagina 769 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Pagina 24 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Pagina 359 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently...
Pagina 439 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Pagina 70 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
Pagina 88 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Pagina 699 - I'll not shed her blood, Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Pagina 292 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Pagina 541 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings ; at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Pagina 414 - But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus and Caesar: what should be in that 'Caesar'? Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.