The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Tom 9Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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Strona 10
... draw upon an exile ! O brave sir !. - I would they were in Africk both together ; Myself by with a needle , that I might prick The goer back . -Why came you from your master ? Pis . On his command : He would not suffer me To bring him ...
... draw upon an exile ! O brave sir !. - I would they were in Africk both together ; Myself by with a needle , that I might prick The goer back . -Why came you from your master ? Pis . On his command : He would not suffer me To bring him ...
Strona 17
... drawn between us : My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking : I dare you to this match : here's my ring . Phi . I will have it no lay . - Iach . By the gods it is one : If I bring you no sufficient ...
... drawn between us : My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking : I dare you to this match : here's my ring . Phi . I will have it no lay . - Iach . By the gods it is one : If I bring you no sufficient ...
Strona 51
... Draws us a profit from all things we see : And often , to our comfort , shall we find The sharded ' beetle in a safer hold Than is the full - wing'd eagle . O , this life Is nobler , than attending for a check ; Richer , than doing ...
... Draws us a profit from all things we see : And often , to our comfort , shall we find The sharded ' beetle in a safer hold Than is the full - wing'd eagle . O , this life Is nobler , than attending for a check ; Richer , than doing ...
Strona 55
... draw my sword ? the paper Hath cut her throat already.No , ' tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out - venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds , and doth belie All corners of ...
... draw my sword ? the paper Hath cut her throat already.No , ' tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out - venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds , and doth belie All corners of ...
Strona 56
... draw the sword myself : take it ; and hit The innocent mansion of my love , my heart : Fear not ; ' tis empty of all things , but grief : 2 Likeness . Thy master is not there ; who was , indeed 56 [ ACT III . CYMBELINE .
... draw the sword myself : take it ; and hit The innocent mansion of my love , my heart : Fear not ; ' tis empty of all things , but grief : 2 Likeness . Thy master is not there ; who was , indeed 56 [ ACT III . CYMBELINE .
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Aaron Alack Andronicus art thou ARVIRAGUS Bassianus BELARIUS blood brother Cæsar call'd CHIRON Cloten Cordelia Corn CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death dost doth duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Jupiter Kent king lady Lavinia Lear Leonatus letter look lord Lucius madam Marc Marcus master mistress night noble o'the Pisanio poison'd poor Post POSTHUMUS pray queen Regan revenge Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE sister sons sorrow speak Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue traitor villain
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Strona 273 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Strona 311 - Lear Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me/ for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: YOU have some cause, they have not. Cordelia No cause, no cause.
Strona 223 - 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 moonshines Lag of a brother ? Why bastard...
Strona 237 - Lear. — Does any here know me ? — This is not Lear : does Lear walk thus? speak thus? Where are his eyes? Either his notion weakens, or his discernings are lethargied. — Sleeping or waking? — Ha! sure 'tis not so. — Who is it that can tell me who I am ? — Fool.
Strona 57 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Strona 223 - 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?
Strona 243 - Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Strona 84 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Strona 216 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity, and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever.