King Lear. Romeo and JulietL.A. Lewis, 125, Fleet Street., 1841 |
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... hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . The princes , France and Burgundy , Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love , Long in our court have made their amorous ...
... hour a constant will to publish Our daughters ' several dowers , that future strife May be prevented now . The princes , France and Burgundy , Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love , Long in our court have made their amorous ...
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... hours together . Edm . Parted you in good terms ? Found you no displeasure in him , by word or countenance ? Edg . None at all . Edm . Bethink yourself , wherein you may have offended him ; and , at my entreaty , forbear his pre- 1 ...
... hours together . Edm . Parted you in good terms ? Found you no displeasure in him , by word or countenance ? Edg . None at all . Edm . Bethink yourself , wherein you may have offended him ; and , at my entreaty , forbear his pre- 1 ...
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... hour He flashes into one gross crime or other , That sets us all at odds : I'll not endure it : His knights grow riotous , and himself upbraids us On every trifle . - When he returns from hunting , I will not speak with him : say , I am ...
... hour He flashes into one gross crime or other , That sets us all at odds : I'll not endure it : His knights grow riotous , and himself upbraids us On every trifle . - When he returns from hunting , I will not speak with him : say , I am ...
57 psl.
... hours at the trade . Corn . Speak yet , how grew your quarrel ? Stew . This ancient ruffian , sir , whose life I have spared , At suit of his gray beard , - Kent . Thou whoreson zed ! thou unnecessary letter ! My lord , if you will give ...
... hours at the trade . Corn . Speak yet , how grew your quarrel ? Stew . This ancient ruffian , sir , whose life I have spared , At suit of his gray beard , - Kent . Thou whoreson zed ! thou unnecessary letter ! My lord , if you will give ...
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... hour , his life , With thine , and all that offer to defend him , Stand in assured loss . Take up , take up ; And follow me , that will to some provision Give thee quick conduct . Kent . Oppress'd nature sleeps . This rest might yet ...
... hour , his life , With thine , and all that offer to defend him , Stand in assured loss . Take up , take up ; And follow me , that will to some provision Give thee quick conduct . Kent . Oppress'd nature sleeps . This rest might yet ...
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Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy canst 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 FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poison'd 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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28 psl. - 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 ; as if we were villains by necessity ; fools, by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on.
75 psl. - 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.
81 psl. - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
204 psl. - 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.
203 psl. - 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...
191 psl. - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
204 psl. - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
11 psl. - tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburden'd crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife May, be prevented now.
208 psl. - But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
238 psl. - 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.