The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, 4 tomasJ. Johnson, 1803 |
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... Prince Mamillius . Officers of a court of judicature . Polixenes , King of Bohemia : Florizel , his son . Archidamus , a Bohemian lord . A Mariner . Gaoler . An old Shepherd , Clown , his son reputed father of Perdita : Servant to the ...
... Prince Mamillius . Officers of a court of judicature . Polixenes , King of Bohemia : Florizel , his son . Archidamus , a Bohemian lord . A Mariner . Gaoler . An old Shepherd , Clown , his son reputed father of Perdita : Servant to the ...
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... prince Mamillius ; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise , that ever came into my note .: • • Cam . I'very well agree with you in the hopes of him it is a gallant child ; one that , indeed , phy- sicks.the subject , .makes old ...
... prince Mamillius ; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise , that ever came into my note .: • • Cam . I'very well agree with you in the hopes of him it is a gallant child ; one that , indeed , phy- sicks.the subject , .makes old ...
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... prince , as we Do seem to be of ours ? Pol . If at home , sir , He's all my exercise , my mirth , my matter : Now my sworn friend , and then mine enemy ; My parasite , my soldier , statesman , all : He makes a July's day short as ...
... prince , as we Do seem to be of ours ? Pol . If at home , sir , He's all my exercise , my mirth , my matter : Now my sworn friend , and then mine enemy ; My parasite , my soldier , statesman , all : He makes a July's day short as ...
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... your mother , rounds apace : we shall Present our services to a fine new prince , One of these days ; and then you'd wanton with us , If we would have you . 1 Lady . She is spread of late Into a 24 Act II . WINTER'S TALE . ACT II. ...
... your mother , rounds apace : we shall Present our services to a fine new prince , One of these days ; and then you'd wanton with us , If we would have you . 1 Lady . She is spread of late Into a 24 Act II . WINTER'S TALE . ACT II. ...
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... , Should a like language use to all degrees , And mannerly distinguishment leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar ! —I have said , 7 Brand as infamous She's an adultress ; I have said with whom : Scene I. 27 WINTER'S TALE .
... , Should a like language use to all degrees , And mannerly distinguishment leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar ! —I have said , 7 Brand as infamous She's an adultress ; I have said with whom : Scene I. 27 WINTER'S TALE .
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Antigonus Antipholus art thou Arth Arthur AUTOLYCUS Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia breath brother Camillo Cawdor chain CLEOMENES Const dead death deed didst Doct dost doth Dromio Duke England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France Gent gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hubert husband i'the James Gurney King JOHN Lady Lady MACBETH Leon Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty master mistress never night noble o'er o'the Pand PANDULPH Paul Paulina peace Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Rosse SCENE shame Shep Sicilia Siward sleep soul speak swear sweet Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue villain wife Witch
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223 psl. - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat -oppressed brain?
214 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 : thou 'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, " Thus thou must do. if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do, Than wishest should be undone.
393 psl. - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
219 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. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe.
215 psl. - Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; > That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief...
213 psl. - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
71 psl. - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : This is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather: but The art itself is nature.
227 psl. - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal; For it must seem their guilt.
210 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 Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
219 psl. - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.