The Works of William Shakspeare, 4 tomasC.S. Francis, 1852 |
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... nurse and Cæsar's . Enter , to the Gates of the Monument , PROCULEIUS , GALLUS , and Soldiers . Pro . Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Egypt ; And bids thee study on what fair demands Thou mean'st to have him grant thee . Cleo ...
... nurse and Cæsar's . Enter , to the Gates of the Monument , PROCULEIUS , GALLUS , and Soldiers . Pro . Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Egypt ; And bids thee study on what fair demands Thou mean'st to have him grant thee . Cleo ...
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... nurse asleep ? Char . O , break ! O , break ! Cleo . As sweet as balm , as soft as air , as gentle , - O Antony ! -Nay , I will take thee too : - What should I stay- [ Applying another asp to her arm . [ Falls on a bed , and dies . Char ...
... nurse asleep ? Char . O , break ! O , break ! Cleo . As sweet as balm , as soft as air , as gentle , - O Antony ! -Nay , I will take thee too : - What should I stay- [ Applying another asp to her arm . [ Falls on a bed , and dies . Char ...
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... nurse ; they took thee for their mother , And every day do honour to her grave : Myself , Belarius , that am Morgan call'd , They take for natural father . The game is up . SCENE IV - Near Milford Haven . Enter PISANIO and IMOGEN ...
... nurse ; they took thee for their mother , And every day do honour to her grave : Myself , Belarius , that am Morgan call'd , They take for natural father . The game is up . SCENE IV - Near Milford Haven . Enter PISANIO and IMOGEN ...
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... nurse - like : let his virtue join With my request , which , I'll make bold , your highness Cannot deny ; he hath done no Briton harm , Though he have serv'd a Roman : save him , Sir , And spare no blood beside . Cym . I have surely ...
... nurse - like : let his virtue join With my request , which , I'll make bold , your highness Cannot deny ; he hath done no Briton harm , Though he have serv'd a Roman : save him , Sir , And spare no blood beside . Cym . I have surely ...
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... nursing of thy sons ; And let it be confiscate , all , so soon As I have received it . Cym . Nursing of my sons ? Bel . I am too blunt , and saucy : Here's my knee ; Ere I arise , I will prefer my sons ; Then , spare not the old father ...
... nursing of thy sons ; And let it be confiscate , all , so soon As I have received it . Cym . Nursing of my sons ? Bel . I am too blunt , and saucy : Here's my knee ; Ere I arise , I will prefer my sons ; Then , spare not the old father ...
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Alcibiades Antony Apem Apemantus art thou better blood Brabantio Brutus Cæs Cæsar CAPULET Casca Cassio Cleo Cleopatra CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth Emil Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fellow Flav fool fortune friends Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GUIDERIUS Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Iach Iago is't Julius Cæsar Kent king knave lady Laer Laertes Lear live look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony married master Michael Cassio mistress ne'er never night noble Nurse OTHELLO Pisanio POLONIUS Pompey poor pr'ythee pray Queen Romeo SCENE Serv servant soul speak sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon Titinius to-night Tybalt villain What's wilt
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455 psl. - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
35 psl. - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
436 psl. - And let those, that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous ; and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
475 psl. - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
14 psl. - I have not slept Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
516 psl. - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
262 psl. - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you, all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall carry Half my love with him, half my care, and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
436 psl. - SPEAK the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue ; but, if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor, do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus : but use all gently ; for, in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, WHIRLWIND of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
123 psl. - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
30 psl. - A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war ; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds : And Caesar's spirit ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry