The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen6J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... deed of love ; Only the comes too fhort : that I profefs My felf an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious fquare of fenfe poffeffes ; And find , I am alone felicitate In your dear Highnefs ' love . " Cor . Then poor Cordelia ...
... deed of love ; Only the comes too fhort : that I profefs My felf an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious fquare of fenfe poffeffes ; And find , I am alone felicitate In your dear Highnefs ' love . " Cor . Then poor Cordelia ...
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... deeds approve , That good effects may fpring from words of love : Thus Kent , O Princes , bids you all adieu , He'll shape his old course in a country new . [ Exit Enter Glo'fter , with France and Burgundy , and Attendants . Glo ...
... deeds approve , That good effects may fpring from words of love : Thus Kent , O Princes , bids you all adieu , He'll shape his old course in a country new . [ Exit Enter Glo'fter , with France and Burgundy , and Attendants . Glo ...
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... deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness , forry ere ' tis shown : But where there is true friendship , there needs none . Pray , fit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes , Than they to me . Luc . We always have confest it . [ They ...
... deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness , forry ere ' tis shown : But where there is true friendship , there needs none . Pray , fit ; more welcome are ye to my fortunes , Than they to me . Luc . We always have confest it . [ They ...
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... deed , beating up upon the Shore , covers a Part of it , but can- not be faid to drive the Shore away . The Poet's Allufion is to a Wave , which , foaming and chafing on the Shore , break ; and then the Water feems to the Eye to retire ...
... deed , beating up upon the Shore , covers a Part of it , but can- not be faid to drive the Shore away . The Poet's Allufion is to a Wave , which , foaming and chafing on the Shore , break ; and then the Water feems to the Eye to retire ...
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... deed thoul't die for . Apem . Right , if doing nothing be death by the law , Tim . How lik'ft thou this Picture , Apemantus ? Apem . The beft , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well , that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better ...
... deed thoul't die for . Apem . Right , if doing nothing be death by the law , Tim . How lik'ft thou this Picture , Apemantus ? Apem . The beft , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well , that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better ...
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Página 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 279 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange -matters: — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it...
Página 280 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Página 277 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Página 459 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Página 55 - Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, And make them keep their caves: since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard : man's nature cannot carry The affliction nor the fear.
Página 282 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Página 331 - I have liv'd long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear , the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age , As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...
Página 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Página 285 - 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.