The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Band 3C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... art can never ransome nature From her inaidable estate , -I say we must not So stain our judgment , or corrupt our ... Thou thought'st to help me ; and such thanks I SC . I. 21 THAT ENDS WELL .
... art can never ransome nature From her inaidable estate , -I say we must not So stain our judgment , or corrupt our ... Thou thought'st to help me ; and such thanks I SC . I. 21 THAT ENDS WELL .
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... art is not past power , nor you past cure . King . Art thou so confident ? Within what space Hop'st thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring ...
... art is not past power , nor you past cure . King . Art thou so confident ? Within what space Hop'st thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring ...
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... art thou good for nothing but taking up ; and that thou art scarce worth . Par . Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee , - Laf . Do not plunge thyself too far in anger , lest thou hasten thy trial ; which if - Lord have ...
... art thou good for nothing but taking up ; and that thou art scarce worth . Par . Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee , - Laf . Do not plunge thyself too far in anger , lest thou hasten thy trial ; which if - Lord have ...
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... thou hast a son shall take this dis- grace off me ; scurvy , old , filthy , scurvy lord ! — Well , I must be patient ... art a general offence , and every man should beat thee . I think , thou wast cre- ated for men to breathe themselves ...
... thou hast a son shall take this dis- grace off me ; scurvy , old , filthy , scurvy lord ! — Well , I must be patient ... art a general offence , and every man should beat thee . I think , thou wast cre- ated for men to breathe themselves ...
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... thou art a knave ; that is , before me thou art a knave : this had been truth , sir . Par . Go to , thou art a witty fool , I have found thee . Clo . Did you find me in yourself , sir ? or were you taught to find me ? The search , sir ...
... thou art a knave ; that is , before me thou art a knave : this had been truth , sir . Par . Go to , thou art a witty fool , I have found thee . Clo . Did you find me in yourself , sir ? or were you taught to find me ? The search , sir ...
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Seite 303 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Seite 311 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Seite 326 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Seite 305 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood; Stop up th...
Seite 152 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience, — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Seite 307 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Seite 54 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.