The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Tom 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... poor , But was a race of Heav'n . They are fo fbill , Or thou the greatest Soldier of the World , Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou should'st know There were a Heart in Ægypt ...
... poor , But was a race of Heav'n . They are fo fbill , Or thou the greatest Soldier of the World , Art turn'd the greater Liar . Ant . How now , Lady ? Cleo . I would I had thy Inches , thou should'st know There were a Heart in Ægypt ...
Strona 2770
... poor my greatnefs , nor my power Work without it . Truth is , that Fulvia , To have me out of Egypt , made Wars here , For which my felf , the ignorant motive , do So So far ask pardon , as befits mine Honour To 2674 Antony and Cleopatra .
... poor my greatnefs , nor my power Work without it . Truth is , that Fulvia , To have me out of Egypt , made Wars here , For which my felf , the ignorant motive , do So So far ask pardon , as befits mine Honour To 2674 Antony and Cleopatra .
Strona 2794
... poor Third is up , ' till death enlarge his Confine . Eno . Then would thou hadft a pair of Chaps no more , and throw between them all the food thou haft , they'll grind the other . Where's Antony . Eros . He's walking in the Garden ...
... poor Third is up , ' till death enlarge his Confine . Eno . Then would thou hadft a pair of Chaps no more , and throw between them all the food thou haft , they'll grind the other . Where's Antony . Eros . He's walking in the Garden ...
Strona 2804
... poor a Pinnion of his Wing , Which had fuperfluous Kings for Meffengers , Not many Moons gone by . Enter Ambaffador from Antony . Caf . Approach , and speak . Amb . Such as I am , I come from Antony : I was of late as petty to his ends ...
... poor a Pinnion of his Wing , Which had fuperfluous Kings for Meffengers , Not many Moons gone by . Enter Ambaffador from Antony . Caf . Approach , and speak . Amb . Such as I am , I come from Antony : I was of late as petty to his ends ...
Strona 2810
... poor . But fince Is Antony again , I will be Cleopatra . Ant . We will yet do well . Cleo . Call all his noble Captains to my Lord . my Lord Ant . Do fo , we'll fpeak to them , and to Night I'll force The Wine peep through their Scars ...
... poor . But fince Is Antony again , I will be Cleopatra . Ant . We will yet do well . Cleo . Call all his noble Captains to my Lord . my Lord Ant . Do fo , we'll fpeak to them , and to Night I'll force The Wine peep through their Scars ...
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Strona 2828 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Strona 2834 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Strona 2763 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Strona 2806 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Strona 2839 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.
Strona 2831 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Strona 2909 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Strona 2806 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Strona 3259 - Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell. Slavery and misery! Who in this case Would not take up money upon his soul, Pawn his salvation, live at interest?