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... tell my daughter I would speak with her . [ Exit an Attendant . Go you , call hither my fool . [ Exit an Attendant . 85 70 , etc. Knight ] F , Servant Q. 77. purpose ] F , purport Q. 78 . 84 , 85. Exit an Attendant ] Dyce ; 72. wronged ...
... tell my daughter I would speak with her . [ Exit an Attendant . Go you , call hither my fool . [ Exit an Attendant . 85 70 , etc. Knight ] F , Servant Q. 77. purpose ] F , purport Q. 78 . 84 , 85. Exit an Attendant ] Dyce ; 72. wronged ...
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... tell whether among them ( i.e. in the phrase of hunting men ) a bitch be a bitch , but as I remember she is no bitch , but a brach . " I find in Rowland's Martin Mar - all's Apology , the term " Friskin Fitzfizler , my lady brach ...
... tell whether among them ( i.e. in the phrase of hunting men ) a bitch be a bitch , but as I remember she is no bitch , but a brach . " I find in Rowland's Martin Mar - all's Apology , the term " Friskin Fitzfizler , my lady brach ...
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... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to : he will not believe a 145 fool . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , be- tween a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . No , lad ; teach me . 150 Fool ...
... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to : he will not believe a 145 fool . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , be- tween a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . No , lad ; teach me . 150 Fool ...
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... tell me who I am ? Fool . Lear's shadow . 250 239. Come , sir ] Q , omitted F. 240. that ] Q , your F. 242. which ] F , that Q ; transport ] F , transforme Q. 246 , 247. Doth ] Q , Do's F ; This ] F , Why this Q. 248. weakens ] F ...
... tell me who I am ? Fool . Lear's shadow . 250 239. Come , sir ] Q , omitted F. 240. that ] Q , your F. 242. which ] F , that Q ; transport ] F , transforme Q. 246 , 247. Doth ] Q , Do's F ; This ] F , Why this Q. 248. weakens ] F ...
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... tell thee . [ To Goneril . ] Life and death ! am asham'd That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus , That these hot tears , which break from me per- force , Should make thee worth them . Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented ...
... tell thee . [ To Goneril . ] Life and death ! am asham'd That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus , That these hot tears , which break from me per- force , Should make thee worth them . Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented ...
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Seite 61 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her...
Seite 36 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Seite 226 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Seite 216 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is, and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments, nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 125 - O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...
Seite 132 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there.
Seite 238 - The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us: The dark and vicious place where thee he got Cost him his eyes.
Seite 27 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Seite 225 - We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage; When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with...
Seite 9 - And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I find she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short, — that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys Which the most precious square of sense possesses ; And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness