The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, 1 tomasS. King, 1831 |
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... hear him ? Where's You mar our la- bour ! keep your cabins : you do assist the storm . Gon . Nav , good , be patient . Boats . When the sea is . Hence ! What care these roarers for the name of king ? To cabin : silence trouble us not ...
... hear him ? Where's You mar our la- bour ! keep your cabins : you do assist the storm . Gon . Nav , good , be patient . Boats . When the sea is . Hence ! What care these roarers for the name of king ? To cabin : silence trouble us not ...
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... hear ? Mira . Your tale , sir , would cure deafness . Pro . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan : Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal ...
... hear ? Mira . Your tale , sir , would cure deafness . Pro . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan : Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal ...
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... hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me ; And , that he does , I weep : myself am Naples ; Who with mine eyes , ne'er since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Mira . Alack , for mercy ! Fer . Yes , faith , and all his ...
... hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me ; And , that he does , I weep : myself am Naples ; Who with mine eyes , ne'er since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Mira . Alack , for mercy ! Fer . Yes , faith , and all his ...
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... hear us . [ All sleep but ALON . SEB . and ANT . Alon . What , all so soon asleep ! I wish mine eyes Would , with themselves , shut up my thoughts : I find , They are inclined to do so . Seb . Please you , sir , Do not omit the heavy ...
... hear us . [ All sleep but ALON . SEB . and ANT . Alon . What , all so soon asleep ! I wish mine eyes Would , with themselves , shut up my thoughts : I find , They are inclined to do so . Seb . Please you , sir , Do not omit the heavy ...
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... Hear a foot fall : we now are near his cell . Ste . Monster , your fairy , which , you say , is a harmless fairy , has done little better than play'd the Jack with us . Trin . Monster , I do smell all horse - piss ; at which my nose is ...
... Hear a foot fall : we now are near his cell . Ste . Monster , your fairy , which , you say , is a harmless fairy , has done little better than play'd the Jack with us . Trin . Monster , I do smell all horse - piss ; at which my nose is ...
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art thou Banquo better Biron blood Boyet brother Caliban Claud Claudio Costard daughter death dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford fortune gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Illyria Isab John Kath King lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master master doctor means mistress Moth never night old copy reads Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince Proteus SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast thought Thurio tongue Tranio true unto wife woman word
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352 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. 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. I have given suck, and know How tender...
360 psl. - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
352 psl. - 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 afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour 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
52 psl. - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
30 psl. - Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
223 psl. - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
10 psl. - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
52 psl. - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
254 psl. - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
352 psl. - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.