The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, with Explanatory Notes: To which is Added, a Copious Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words, Volumen2John Stockdale ... W.J. and J. Richardson ... J. Walker ... R. Faulder and Son ... Scatcherd and Letterman ... [and 11 others], 1807 |
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Are these thy bears ? we ' ll bait thy bears That gold must round engirt these
brows of mine ; to death , Whose smile and frown , like to Achilles ' spear , 130
And manacle the bear - ward in their chains , Is able with the change to kill and
cure .
Are these thy bears ? we ' ll bait thy bears That gold must round engirt these
brows of mine ; to death , Whose smile and frown , like to Achilles ' spear , 130
And manacle the bear - ward in their chains , Is able with the change to kill and
cure .
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I am resolv ' d to bear a greater storm , [ Fight , and Clifford falls . Than any thou
can ' st conjure up to - day : Clif . La fin couronne les xuvres . [ Dies . And that I ' ll
write upon thy burgonet ' , York . Thus war hath given thee peace , for thou Might
...
I am resolv ' d to bear a greater storm , [ Fight , and Clifford falls . Than any thou
can ' st conjure up to - day : Clif . La fin couronne les xuvres . [ Dies . And that I ' ll
write upon thy burgonet ' , York . Thus war hath given thee peace , for thou Might
...
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But if these , 5 Let ' s carve him as a dish it for the gods , As I am sure they do ,
bear tire enough Not hew hin as a carcase fit ... Yet I fear him : That welcome
wrongs ; unto bad causes , swear For in the ingrafted love he bears to Cæsar ,
Such ...
But if these , 5 Let ' s carve him as a dish it for the gods , As I am sure they do ,
bear tire enough Not hew hin as a carcase fit ... Yet I fear him : That welcome
wrongs ; unto bad causes , swear For in the ingrafted love he bears to Cæsar ,
Such ...
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That carries anger , as the flint bears fire , Cus . ( ) ye immortal gods ! Who , much
enforced , shew ' s a hasty spark ... Have not you love enough to bear with me ,
Messala . When that rash humour , which my mother gave ! Now sit we close ...
That carries anger , as the flint bears fire , Cus . ( ) ye immortal gods ! Who , much
enforced , shew ' s a hasty spark ... Have not you love enough to bear with me ,
Messala . When that rash humour , which my mother gave ! Now sit we close ...
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20 Cup us , ' till the world goes round ; Ant . Bear him ashore . - I ' ll pledge it for
him , Cup us , ' till the ... He bears Is weaker than the wine ; and mine own tongue
The third part of the world , man ; See ' st not ? | Splits what it speaks : the wild ...
20 Cup us , ' till the world goes round ; Ant . Bear him ashore . - I ' ll pledge it for
him , Cup us , ' till the ... He bears Is weaker than the wine ; and mine own tongue
The third part of the world , man ; See ' st not ? | Splits what it speaks : the wild ...
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Términos y frases comunes
answer Antony arms bear better blood body bring brother Cæsar cause Cleo comes crown daughter dead dear death doth duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fall father fear fight follow fool fortune France friends give gods gone grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry hold honour hope I'll keep king lady Lear leave live look lord madam master means mind mother nature never night noble once peace play poor pray present prince Queen rest Rich Rome SCENE shew soldiers soul speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thank thee thine thing thou thou art thought tongue Troi true turn unto York young
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Página 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Página 755 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Página 1018 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that neither having the accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 759 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Página 755 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason ! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Página 755 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Página 1013 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 743 - Well, honour is the subject of my story.— I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself. I was born free as...
Página 862 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 634 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my .shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity...