The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, 2 tomas |
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I will not cloak my foul : methinks with ease I cou'd fcale heaven , and reach the fartheft ftar ; Or to the deepest entrails of the earth Defcending , pierce , fo be I cou'd obtain A kingdom , at the price , and god - like rule .
I will not cloak my foul : methinks with ease I cou'd fcale heaven , and reach the fartheft ftar ; Or to the deepest entrails of the earth Defcending , pierce , fo be I cou'd obtain A kingdom , at the price , and god - like rule .
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Who now fhall fing your crying elegies , And ftrike a fad foul into fenfelefs pictures , And make them mourn ? who shall take up his lute And touch it , till he crown a filent Bleep Upon my eye - lid , making me dream and cry , Oh my ...
Who now fhall fing your crying elegies , And ftrike a fad foul into fenfelefs pictures , And make them mourn ? who shall take up his lute And touch it , till he crown a filent Bleep Upon my eye - lid , making me dream and cry , Oh my ...
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Oh were the minds of great ones feen , What cares tempeftuous rage within , And fcourge their fouls ; the Brutian fea Tofs'd by wild ftorms , more calm than they : And again Let others infolent and great , Enjoy the treach'rous fmiles ...
Oh were the minds of great ones feen , What cares tempeftuous rage within , And fcourge their fouls ; the Brutian fea Tofs'd by wild ftorms , more calm than they : And again Let others infolent and great , Enjoy the treach'rous fmiles ...
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From camp to camp , through the foul womb of night , The hum of either army ftilly founds ; That the fixt centinels almost receive The fecret whispers of each cthers watch . Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle ...
From camp to camp , through the foul womb of night , The hum of either army ftilly founds ; That the fixt centinels almost receive The fecret whispers of each cthers watch . Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle ...
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The country cocks do crow , the clocks do toll : And ( the third hour of drowzie morning nam'd ) Proud of their numbers and fecure in foul , The confident and over - lufty French Do the low - rated English play at dice ; And chide the ...
The country cocks do crow , the clocks do toll : And ( the third hour of drowzie morning nam'd ) Proud of their numbers and fecure in foul , The confident and over - lufty French Do the low - rated English play at dice ; And chide the ...
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101 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.
101 psl. - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
142 psl. - Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
239 psl. - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
102 psl. - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
122 psl. - Alas! sir, are you here? things that love night love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies gallow the very wanderers of the dark, and make them keep their caves. Since I was man such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never remember to have heard; man's nature cannot carry the affliction nor the fear.
52 psl. - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
93 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.
110 psl. - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
116 psl. - ... 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...