The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloHilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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Pagina 42
... night ? The better ! Best ! 3 This weaves itself perforce into my business ! My father hath set guard to take my ... night.- Have you not spoken ' gainst the duke of Cornwall ? He's coming hither ; now , i ' the night , i ' the haste ...
... night ? The better ! Best ! 3 This weaves itself perforce into my business ! My father hath set guard to take my ... night.- Have you not spoken ' gainst the duke of Cornwall ? He's coming hither ; now , i ' the night , i ' the haste ...
Pagina 44
... night ; By his authority I will proclaim it , That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , Bringing the murderous coward to the stake ; He that conceals him , death . Edm . When I dissuaded him from his intent , And found him ...
... night ; By his authority I will proclaim it , That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , Bringing the murderous coward to the stake ; He that conceals him , death . Edm . When I dissuaded him from his intent , And found him ...
Pagina 46
... night . Occasions , noble Gloster , of some poize , 1 Wherein we must have use of your advice : - Our father he hath writ , so hath our sister , Of differences , which I best thought it fit To answer from our home ; 2 the several ...
... night . Occasions , noble Gloster , of some poize , 1 Wherein we must have use of your advice : - Our father he hath writ , so hath our sister , Of differences , which I best thought it fit To answer from our home ; 2 the several ...
Pagina 51
... night , my lord ; and all night too . Kent . Why , madam , if I were your father's dog , You should not use me so . Reg . Sir , being his knave , I will . [ Stocks brought out . Corn . This is a fellow of the self - same color Our ...
... night , my lord ; and all night too . Kent . Why , madam , if I were your father's dog , You should not use me so . Reg . Sir , being his knave , I will . [ Stocks brought out . Corn . This is a fellow of the self - same color Our ...
Pagina 52
... night ; smile once more ; turn thy wheel ! 1 A metaphor from bowling . [ He sleeps . 2 The saw , or proverb alluded to , is in Heywood's Dialogues on Proverbs , b . ii . c . v . : - " In your running from him to me , ye runne Out of ...
... night ; smile once more ; turn thy wheel ! 1 A metaphor from bowling . [ He sleeps . 2 The saw , or proverb alluded to , is in Heywood's Dialogues on Proverbs , b . ii . c . v . : - " In your running from him to me , ye runne Out of ...
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Pagina 456 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Pagina 331 - In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Pagina 281 - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
Pagina 431 - May the winds blow till they have waken'd death, And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high and duck again as low As hell's from heaven. If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy; for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pagina 63 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Pagina 349 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Pagina 197 - Romeo; and, when he shall die. Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Pagina 133 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Pagina 169 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Pagina 390 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain. To tell my story.