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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Oft have I seen a timely - parted ghoit , Of alhy semblance , meager , pale and blood - less ; ( 3 ) Being all descended to the lab'ring heart , here ; ( 2 ) Maild . ] Cover'd in a sheet as a man is in a coat of mail . * Smootb .
Oft have I seen a timely - parted ghoit , Of alhy semblance , meager , pale and blood - less ; ( 3 ) Being all descended to the lab'ring heart , here ; ( 2 ) Maild . ] Cover'd in a sheet as a man is in a coat of mail . * Smootb .
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Who , in the conflict that it holds with death , Attracts the fame for aidance ' gainst the enemy ; Which with the heart there cools , and ne'er returneth To blush and beautify the cheek again . But see his face is black , and full of ...
Who , in the conflict that it holds with death , Attracts the fame for aidance ' gainst the enemy ; Which with the heart there cools , and ne'er returneth To blush and beautify the cheek again . But see his face is black , and full of ...
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My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words , Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint , Mine hair be fixt on end like one distra & t : Ay , ev'ry joint should seem to curfe and ban , And even now , my barthen'd heart would ...
My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words , Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint , Mine hair be fixt on end like one distra & t : Ay , ev'ry joint should seem to curfe and ban , And even now , my barthen'd heart would ...
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Oh tyger's heart wrapt in a woman's hide ! How could'It thou drain the life - blood of the child , To bid the father wipe his eyes withal , And yet be seen to wear a woman's face ? Women are soft , mild , pitiful , and flexible ...
Oh tyger's heart wrapt in a woman's hide ! How could'It thou drain the life - blood of the child , To bid the father wipe his eyes withal , And yet be seen to wear a woman's face ? Women are soft , mild , pitiful , and flexible ...
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With plenty crown'd , his conscious heart repines , And gall is mingled with his sweetest wines . On the rough waves of passions toft , He still unnumber'd pleasures tries " : But finds his expectations croft , And happiness his fond ...
With plenty crown'd , his conscious heart repines , And gall is mingled with his sweetest wines . On the rough waves of passions toft , He still unnumber'd pleasures tries " : But finds his expectations croft , And happiness his fond ...
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againſt arms bear beautiful better blood body breath bring Brutus Cæſar cheeks cold dead dear death Deſcription doth dream ears earth excellent eyes face fair fall father fear fire firſt foul friends give gods gold grief hand hath head hear heard heart heav'n himſelf honour hour itſelf keep king Lady leave light live look lord Macb means mind moſt muſt myſelf nature never night noble o'er obſerves once paſſage peace play poet poor reader Romeo ſays SCENE SCENE II ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſet Shakeſpear ſhall ſhe ſhould ſleep ſmiles ſome ſoul ſpeak ſtand ſtill ſuch ſweet tears tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thou art thought tongue true turn uſe whoſe wife wind
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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...