Characteristics of Women, Moral, Poetical, and Historical: With Fifty Vignette Etchings, 2 tomas |
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Where you durst do it , there 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 ...
Where you durst do it , there 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 ...
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admirable affection Antony appears bear beauty become better Bretagne Cæsar cause character CLEOPATRA colouring considered Constance Cordelia court daughter death Desdemona Elinor expression extreme eyes false fancy father fear feeling female followed fortune gentle give grace grief hand hear heart heaven Henry Hermione honour human husband imagination Imogen interest Juliet Katherine king Lady Lear leave less lived look lord Macbeth madam manner MESSENGER mind mother nature never noble observes Octavia once Othello passion perfect person pity play poetical poetry poor Posthumus pride qualities queen respect royal scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's simplicity sisters soul speak spirit stands story strike strong tears tell temper tenderness thee thing thou thought tion touch tragedy true truth turn virtue whole wife woman women wonderful
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228 psl. - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
318 psl. - 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.
315 psl. - 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 X Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair.
104 psl. - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful ; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments, nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me ; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
318 psl. - As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
317 psl. - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
291 psl. - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring.
152 psl. - We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, And make Death proud to take us. Come, away; This case of that huge spirit now is cold. Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend But resolution, and the briefest end.
40 psl. - But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
322 psl. - Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.