The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... death . Thal . Well , I perceive I fhall not be hang'd now , although I would ; But fince he's gone , the king it fure must please , He ' fcap'd the land , to perish on the seas.- But I'll prefent me . Peace to the lords of Tyre ! Hel ...
... death . Thal . Well , I perceive I fhall not be hang'd now , although I would ; But fince he's gone , the king it fure must please , He ' fcap'd the land , to perish on the seas.- But I'll prefent me . Peace to the lords of Tyre ! Hel ...
Strona 20
... death : Let it fuffice the greatness of your powers , To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes ; And having thrown him from your watry grave , Here to have death in peace , is all he'll crave . Enter three Fishermen . 1 Fish . What ...
... death : Let it fuffice the greatness of your powers , To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes ; And having thrown him from your watry grave , Here to have death in peace , is all he'll crave . Enter three Fishermen . 1 Fish . What ...
Strona 32
... death's , indeed , the ftrongest in our cenfure : And knowing this kingdom , if without a head , ( Like goodly buildings left without a roof , ) Will foon to ruin fall , your noble self , That best know'ft how to rule , and how to reign ...
... death's , indeed , the ftrongest in our cenfure : And knowing this kingdom , if without a head , ( Like goodly buildings left without a roof , ) Will foon to ruin fall , your noble self , That best know'ft how to rule , and how to reign ...
Strona 39
... death , Unheard . Lychorida ! -Lucina , O Divineft patronefs , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my queen's travails ! -Now , Lychorida-- Enter LYCHORIDA ...
... death , Unheard . Lychorida ! -Lucina , O Divineft patronefs , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my queen's travails ! -Now , Lychorida-- Enter LYCHORIDA ...
Strona 43
... of true delight Than to be thirty after tottering honour , Or tie my treasure up in filken bags , To please the fool and death . 2 Gent . 2 Gent . Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth A & 111 . 43 PRINCE OF TYRE .
... of true delight Than to be thirty after tottering honour , Or tie my treasure up in filken bags , To please the fool and death . 2 Gent . 2 Gent . Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth A & 111 . 43 PRINCE OF TYRE .
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Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
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Strona 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Strona 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Strona 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Strona 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Strona 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Strona 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Strona 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Strona 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Strona 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Strona 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.