Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. Richard II. Henry IV, pt. 1Hilliard, Gray,, 1836 |
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Strana 12
... heart dances ; But not for joy , -not joy . - This entertainment May a free face put on ; derive a liberty From heartiness , from bounty , fertile bosom , 2 And well become the agent . It may , I grant : But to be paddling palms , and ...
... heart dances ; But not for joy , -not joy . - This entertainment May a free face put on ; derive a liberty From heartiness , from bounty , fertile bosom , 2 And well become the agent . It may , I grant : But to be paddling palms , and ...
Strana 15
... heart . Her . If you would seek us , We are yours i'the garden . Shall's attend you there ? Leon . To your own bents dispose you : you'll be Be found , you . beneath the sky ; -I am angling now , Though you perceive me not how I give ...
... heart . Her . If you would seek us , We are yours i'the garden . Shall's attend you there ? Leon . To your own bents dispose you : you'll be Be found , you . beneath the sky ; -I am angling now , Though you perceive me not how I give ...
Strana 17
... heart , as well My chamber - councils ; wherein , priestlike , thou Hast cleansed my bosom ; I from thee departed Thy penitent reformed ; but we have been Deceived in thy integrity , deceived In that which seems so . Cam . Be it forbid ...
... heart , as well My chamber - councils ; wherein , priestlike , thou Hast cleansed my bosom ; I from thee departed Thy penitent reformed ; but we have been Deceived in thy integrity , deceived In that which seems so . Cam . Be it forbid ...
Strana 18
... heart , 1 This is expressed obscurely , but seems to mean " the execution of which ( when done ) cried out against the non - performance of it before . " 2 Leontes means to say , " Have you not thought that my wife is slip- pery ? ( for ...
... heart , 1 This is expressed obscurely , but seems to mean " the execution of which ( when done ) cried out against the non - performance of it before . " 2 Leontes means to say , " Have you not thought that my wife is slip- pery ? ( for ...
Strana 21
... heart ; Do't not , thou splittest thine own . Cam . I'll do't , my lord . Leon . I will seem friendly , as thou hast advised me . Cam . O miserable lady - But , for me , [ Exit . What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner Of good ...
... heart ; Do't not , thou splittest thine own . Cam . I'll do't , my lord . Leon . I will seem friendly , as thou hast advised me . Cam . O miserable lady - But , for me , [ Exit . What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner Of good ...
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Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Autolycus Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty murder never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shalt shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word York
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Strana 189 - It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries " Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone.
Strana 408 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Strana 354 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strana 198 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Strana 195 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Strana 188 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, 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.
Strana 194 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.
Strana 253 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Strana 65 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 552 - Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : — this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.