Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. Richard II. Henry IV, pt. 1Phillips and Samson, 1848 |
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Strana 30
... dead man's nose ; but I do see't and feel't , As you feel doing thus ; and see withal The instruments that feel.3 Ant . If it be so , We need no grave to bury honesty ; 1 This passage may be explained thus : - " If she prove false , I ...
... dead man's nose ; but I do see't and feel't , As you feel doing thus ; and see withal The instruments that feel.3 Ant . If it be so , We need no grave to bury honesty ; 1 This passage may be explained thus : - " If she prove false , I ...
Strana 47
... dead . [ HERMIONE faints . Leon . Apollo's angry ; and the Heavens themselves Do strike at my injustice . How now there ? Paul . This news is mortal to the queen . - Look down , And see what death is doing . 1 This is almost literally ...
... dead . [ HERMIONE faints . Leon . Apollo's angry ; and the Heavens themselves Do strike at my injustice . How now there ? Paul . This news is mortal to the queen . - Look down , And see what death is doing . 1 This is almost literally ...
Strana 49
... dead ; and vengeance for't Not dropped down yet . 1 Lord . The higher powers forbid ! Paul . I say , she's dead ; I'll swear't . If word nor oath Prevail not , go and see ; if you can bring Tincture , or lustre , in her lip , her eye ...
... dead ; and vengeance for't Not dropped down yet . 1 Lord . The higher powers forbid ! Paul . I say , she's dead ; I'll swear't . If word nor oath Prevail not , go and see ; if you can bring Tincture , or lustre , in her lip , her eye ...
Strana 50
... dead bodies of my queen and son ; One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall The causes of their death appear , unto Our shame perpetual . Once a day I'll visit The chapel where they lie ; and tears , shed there , Shall be my ...
... dead bodies of my queen and son ; One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall The causes of their death appear , unto Our shame perpetual . Once a day I'll visit The chapel where they lie ; and tears , shed there , Shall be my ...
Strana 51
... dead May walk again . If such thing be , thy mother Appeared to me last night ; for ne'er was dream So like a waking . To me comes a creature , Sometimes her head on one side , some another ; I never saw a vessel of like sorrow , So ...
... dead May walk again . If such thing be , thy mother Appeared to me last night ; for ne'er was dream So like a waking . To me comes a creature , Sometimes her head on one side , some another ; I never saw a vessel of like sorrow , So ...
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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 deed 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 Henry Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty 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 406 - 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 206 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Strana 67 - What you do Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
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 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 381 - Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery 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.
Strana 443 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul; My soul the father: and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts, And these same thoughts people this little world In humours like the people of this world, For no thought is contented.
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 195 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me, I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums, And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn As you have done to this ! Macb.
Strana 550 - 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.