Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, Volume 4D. Leach, 1767 |
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Pagina 64
... fleep , and then to return and swear the lies he forges . Enter PAROLLES . PAR . Ten o'clock : within these three hours ' twill be time enough to go home . What shall I fay , I have done ? It must be a very plaufive invention that ...
... fleep , and then to return and swear the lies he forges . Enter PAROLLES . PAR . Ten o'clock : within these three hours ' twill be time enough to go home . What shall I fay , I have done ? It must be a very plaufive invention that ...
Pagina 77
... fleep he does little harm , fave to his bed - cloaths about him ; but they know his conditions , and lay him in ftraw . I have but little more to fay , fir , of his ho- nefty he has every thing , that an honest man should are not to 13 ...
... fleep he does little harm , fave to his bed - cloaths about him ; but they know his conditions , and lay him in ftraw . I have but little more to fay , fir , of his ho- nefty he has every thing , that an honest man should are not to 13 ...
Pagina 68
... fleep ! [ by me ! OLI . Nay , come , I pr'ythee : ' Would thou'dft be rul'd SEB . Madam , I will . OLI . O , fay fo , and so be ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II . A Room in Olivia's House . Enter MARIA , and Clown . MAR . Nay , I pr'ythee , put on ...
... fleep ! [ by me ! OLI . Nay , come , I pr'ythee : ' Would thou'dft be rul'd SEB . Madam , I will . OLI . O , fay fo , and so be ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II . A Room in Olivia's House . Enter MARIA , and Clown . MAR . Nay , I pr'ythee , put on ...
Pagina 71
... fleep , and leave thy vain bibble babble . MAL . Sir Topas , - Clo . Maintain no words with him , good fellow.- -Who , I , fir ? not I , fir . God b'w'you , good fir To- pas . — Marry , amen . I will , fir , I will . MAL . Fool , fool ...
... fleep , and leave thy vain bibble babble . MAL . Sir Topas , - Clo . Maintain no words with him , good fellow.- -Who , I , fir ? not I , fir . God b'w'you , good fir To- pas . — Marry , amen . I will , fir , I will . MAL . Fool , fool ...
Pagina 17
... fleep ; which being spotted , İs goads , thorns , nettles , tails of wafps ? Dr would I Give fcandal to the blood o'the prince my fon , Who , I do think , is mine , and love as mine , Without ripe moving to't ? Would I do this ? Could ...
... fleep ; which being spotted , İs goads , thorns , nettles , tails of wafps ? Dr would I Give fcandal to the blood o'the prince my fon , Who , I do think , is mine , and love as mine , Without ripe moving to't ? Would I do this ? Could ...
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Pagina 72 - 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.
Pagina 23 - 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.
Pagina 20 - 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.
Pagina 11 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill : cannot be good. If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion...
Pagina 49 - 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; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Pagina 23 - Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Pagina 71 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Pagina 31 - Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pagina 15 - 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...
Pagina 28 - Dear Duff, I pr'ythee, contradict thyself, And say, it is not so. Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX. Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.