Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, 2 tomasJ. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... fame , Defpairing of his own arm's fortitude , To join with witches , and the help of hell . Bur . Traitors have never other company . But what's that Pucelle , whom they term so pure ? 40 Tal . A maid , they fay . Bed . A maid ! and be ...
... fame , Defpairing of his own arm's fortitude , To join with witches , and the help of hell . Bur . Traitors have never other company . But what's that Pucelle , whom they term so pure ? 40 Tal . A maid , they fay . Bed . A maid ! and be ...
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... fame hath bruited , And more than may be gather'd by thy shape . Let my prefumpt on not provoke thy wrath ; For I am forry , that with reverence I did not entertain thee as thou art . Tal . Be not difmay'd , fair lady ; nor mifconftrue ...
... fame hath bruited , And more than may be gather'd by thy shape . Let my prefumpt on not provoke thy wrath ; For I am forry , that with reverence I did not entertain thee as thou art . Tal . Be not difmay'd , fair lady ; nor mifconftrue ...
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... fame . Law . And so will I. Plant . Thanks , gentle fir . Come , let us four to dinner : I dare fay , This quarrel will drink blood another day . [ Exeum . SCENE V. A Room in the Tower . Enter Mortimer 7 , brought in a chair , and ...
... fame . Law . And so will I. Plant . Thanks , gentle fir . Come , let us four to dinner : I dare fay , This quarrel will drink blood another day . [ Exeum . SCENE V. A Room in the Tower . Enter Mortimer 7 , brought in a chair , and ...
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... fame . The Plain near the City . Enter the Dauphin , Bastard , Alençon , and Joan la Pucelle . Pucel . Difmay not , princes , at this accident , Nor grieve that Roan is fo recovered : Care is no cure , but rather corrofive , For things ...
... fame . The Plain near the City . Enter the Dauphin , Bastard , Alençon , and Joan la Pucelle . Pucel . Difmay not , princes , at this accident , Nor grieve that Roan is fo recovered : Care is no cure , but rather corrofive , For things ...
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... fame hiftorian ) departed without anie stroke striken , Sir John Faftolfe , the fame yeere by his valiantneffe elected into the order of the garter . But for doubt of mifdealing at this brunt , the duke of Bedford tooke from him the ...
... fame hiftorian ) departed without anie stroke striken , Sir John Faftolfe , the fame yeere by his valiantneffe elected into the order of the garter . But for doubt of mifdealing at this brunt , the duke of Bedford tooke from him the ...
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753 psl. - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
741 psl. - 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.
754 psl. - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
692 psl. - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
692 psl. - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
1004 psl. - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
753 psl. - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
744 psl. - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
943 psl. - And 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. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
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