The Works of William Shakspeare, Tom 2C.S. Francis, 1852 |
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... doth backward pull Our slow designs , when we ourselves are dull . What power is it , which mounts my love so high ; That makes me see , and cannot feed mine eye ? The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and ...
... doth backward pull Our slow designs , when we ourselves are dull . What power is it , which mounts my love so high ; That makes me see , and cannot feed mine eye ? The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and ...
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... doth stretch itself as ' tis received , And is enough for both . 1 Lord . It is our hope , Sir , After well - enter'd soldiers , to return And find your grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will not confess ...
... doth stretch itself as ' tis received , And is enough for both . 1 Lord . It is our hope , Sir , After well - enter'd soldiers , to return And find your grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will not confess ...
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... doth speak ; His powerful sound , within an organ weak : And what impossibility would slay In common sense , sense savest another way . Thy life is dear ; for all , that life can rate Worth name of life , in thee hath estimate ; Youth ...
... doth speak ; His powerful sound , within an organ weak : And what impossibility would slay In common sense , sense savest another way . Thy life is dear ; for all , that life can rate Worth name of life , in thee hath estimate ; Youth ...
Strona 49
... doth play With what it loaths , for that which is away : But more of this hereafter : - -You , Diana , Under my poor instructions yet must suffer Something in my behalf . Dia . Let death and honesty Go with your impositions , I am yours ...
... doth play With what it loaths , for that which is away : But more of this hereafter : - -You , Diana , Under my poor instructions yet must suffer Something in my behalf . Dia . Let death and honesty Go with your impositions , I am yours ...
Strona 63
... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my lord : Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thine image ...
... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my lord : Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thine image ...
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art thou Banquo Bard Bardolph Bast bear Bianca Bion blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cousin death dost doth Dromio duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear friends Gaunt gentleman give grace Gremio grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven hither honour horse Hortensio Kate Kath king knave Lady Leon liege live look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Madam majesty marry master mistress never noble Northumberland Padua peace Percy Petruchio Poins pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rich Rousillon SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sirrah soul speak stand swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio unto villain wife wilt Witch word
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Strona 387 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Strona 240 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon,* gouts of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing ; It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes. — Now o'er the one...
Strona 242 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Strona 159 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The...
Strona 237 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek...