The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... bring me word ' tis done , And by good teftimony , or I'll feize Thy life , with all that's thine : if thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , fay fo ; The baftard - brains with these my proper hands Shall I dash out go take it ...
... bring me word ' tis done , And by good teftimony , or I'll feize Thy life , with all that's thine : if thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , fay fo ; The baftard - brains with these my proper hands Shall I dash out go take it ...
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... bring forth , And in Apollo's name , his Oracle . " Her . The Emperor of Ruffia was my father , Oh that he were alive , and here beholding His daughter's tryal ; that he did ' but fee The flatness of my mifery ; yet with eyes Of pity ...
... bring forth , And in Apollo's name , his Oracle . " Her . The Emperor of Ruffia was my father , Oh that he were alive , and here beholding His daughter's tryal ; that he did ' but fee The flatness of my mifery ; yet with eyes Of pity ...
41 psl.
... bring Tincture or luftré in her lip , or eye , Heat outwardly , or breath within , I'll ferve you As I would do the Gods . But , O thou tyrant ! Do not repent these things , for they are heavier Than all thy vows can ftir : therefore ...
... bring Tincture or luftré in her lip , or eye , Heat outwardly , or breath within , I'll ferve you As I would do the Gods . But , O thou tyrant ! Do not repent these things , for they are heavier Than all thy vows can ftir : therefore ...
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... bring me To the dead bodies of my Queen and fon , One grave shall be for both . Upon them shall The caufes of their death appear unto Our fhame perpetual ; once a day I'll vifit The chappel where they lye , and tears shed there Shall be ...
... bring me To the dead bodies of my Queen and fon , One grave shall be for both . Upon them shall The caufes of their death appear unto Our fhame perpetual ; once a day I'll vifit The chappel where they lye , and tears shed there Shall be ...
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... bring thee on thy way ? Aut . No , good - fac'd Sir ; no , fweet Sir . Clo . Then farewel , I must go to buy fpices for our fheep - fhearing . 1 [ Exit . Aut . Profper you , fweet Sir ! Your purfe is not hot enough to purchase your ...
... bring thee on thy way ? Aut . No , good - fac'd Sir ; no , fweet Sir . Clo . Then farewel , I must go to buy fpices for our fheep - fhearing . 1 [ Exit . Aut . Profper you , fweet Sir ! Your purfe is not hot enough to purchase your ...
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The Works of Shakespear– In Nine Volumes ; with a Glossary, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1748 |
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313 psl. - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
161 psl. - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
270 psl. - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
164 psl. - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
103 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...
288 psl. - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
161 psl. - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
266 psl. - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
270 psl. - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
132 psl. - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...