The Life and Beauties of Shakespeare: Comprising Careful Selections from Each Play, with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsPhillips, Sampson, & Company, 1851 - 345 psl. |
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... dost me wrong , ' " He replied : 1 ' Cæsar did never wrong , but with just cause , " " and such like , which were ridiculous . But he redeemed his vices with his virtues ; there were ever more in him to be praised than to be pardoned ...
... dost me wrong , ' " He replied : 1 ' Cæsar did never wrong , but with just cause , " " and such like , which were ridiculous . But he redeemed his vices with his virtues ; there were ever more in him to be praised than to be pardoned ...
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... dost thou go so fast ? Read , if thou canst , whom envious death hath plac'd Within this monument ; Shakspeare , with whom Quick nature dy'd ; whose name doth deck the tomb • Far more than cost ; since all that he WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE ...
... dost thou go so fast ? Read , if thou canst , whom envious death hath plac'd Within this monument ; Shakspeare , with whom Quick nature dy'd ; whose name doth deck the tomb • Far more than cost ; since all that he WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE ...
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... dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friends remember'd * not Heigh , ho ! sing , heigh , ho ! & c . ACT III . A SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY . I know , the more one sickens ...
... dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friends remember'd * not Heigh , ho ! sing , heigh , ho ! & c . ACT III . A SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY . I know , the more one sickens ...
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... dost shine , Exhal'st this vapour vow ; in thee it is : * Hooded , veiled . tions . † Petticoats . The officers of the spiritual courts who serve cita- 4 If broken then , it is no fault of mine LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST .
... dost shine , Exhal'st this vapour vow ; in thee it is : * Hooded , veiled . tions . † Petticoats . The officers of the spiritual courts who serve cita- 4 If broken then , it is no fault of mine LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST .
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... sanctuary , And pitch our evils there ? O , fy , fy , fy ! * Attested , stamped . + Preserved from the corruption of the world . See 2 Kings , x . 27 . What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo 34 BEAUTIES OF SHAKSPEARE .
... sanctuary , And pitch our evils there ? O , fy , fy , fy ! * Attested , stamped . + Preserved from the corruption of the world . See 2 Kings , x . 27 . What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo 34 BEAUTIES OF SHAKSPEARE .
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Agamemnon Ajax Antony art thou Banquo bear beauty Ben Jonson blood bosom breath Brutus Cassius Cesar cheek CORIOLANUS crown Cymbeline dead dear death deed Desdemona doth dream ears earth eyes fair father fear fire fool friends gentle Ghost give gods grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honour Iago Jonson king kiss Lady Lear lips live look lord Lowsie Macb Macbeth Macd maid moon murder nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion Patroclus pity play poet poor prince queen Rape of Lucrece revenge Romeo Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's shame sleep smile soul speak spirit Stratford sweet tears tell theatre thee thine thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus tongue true Venus and Adonis vex'd virtue weep wife wind words wretch youth
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