The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volumul 13Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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Pagina 44
... thee : -Life and death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; [ to Goneril . That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make thee worth them . - Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented 1 ...
... thee : -Life and death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; [ to Goneril . That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make thee worth them . - Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented 1 ...
Pagina 71
... thou better know'st The offices of nature , bond of childhood , Effects of courtesy , dues of gratitude : Thy half o ' the kingdom hast thou not forgot , Wherein I thee endow'd . Re . Good sir , to the purpose . [ trumpets within . What ...
... thou better know'st The offices of nature , bond of childhood , Effects of courtesy , dues of gratitude : Thy half o ' the kingdom hast thou not forgot , Wherein I thee endow'd . Re . Good sir , to the purpose . [ trumpets within . What ...
Pagina 82
... thou wretch . That hast within thee undivulged crimes , Unwhipp'd of justice : hide thee , thou bloody hand , 1 Scare or frighten . Thou perjured , and thou simular1 man of virtu That 82 ACT III . 32 KING LEAR .
... thou wretch . That hast within thee undivulged crimes , Unwhipp'd of justice : hide thee , thou bloody hand , 1 Scare or frighten . Thou perjured , and thou simular1 man of virtu That 82 ACT III . 32 KING LEAR .
Pagina 83
... Thou perjured , and thou simular1 man of virtu That art incestuous : caitiff , to pieces shake , That under covert and convenient seeming Hast practised on man's life ! Close pent - up guts , Rive your concealing continents , and cry ...
... Thou perjured , and thou simular1 man of virtu That art incestuous : caitiff , to pieces shake , That under covert and convenient seeming Hast practised on man's life ! Close pent - up guts , Rive your concealing continents , and cry ...
Pagina 87
... thou mayst shake the superflux to them , And show the heavens more just . Edg . [ within . ] Fathom and half ... Hast thou given all to thy two daughters ? And art thou come to this ? Edg . Who gives any thing to poor Tom ? whom the foul ...
... thou mayst shake the superflux to them , And show the heavens more just . Edg . [ within . ] Fathom and half ... Hast thou given all to thy two daughters ? And art thou come to this ? Edg . Who gives any thing to poor Tom ? whom the foul ...
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Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool France FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poor Pr'ythee pray prince Regan ROMEO AND JULIET Samp SCENE Servants SHAK sirrah sister slain sleep speak stand stay Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt Verona vex'd villain weep word
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Pagina 128 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Pagina 75 - O, reason not the need ; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st. Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Pagina 204 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Pagina 27 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked between son and father.
Pagina 203 - 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 28 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behavior,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun. the moon, and the stars...
Pagina 127 - A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yon' justice rails upon yon' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handydandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Pagina 207 - Well, do not swear : although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say
Pagina 211 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say— good night, till it be morrow.
Pagina 158 - Lear And my poor fool is hang'd. No, no, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never.