The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volumen2Andrus, Judd, & Frnaklin, 1838 |
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... thank thee , Margaret ; these words content me much.- Re - enter Suffolk . ' How now ? why look'st thou pale ? why tremblest thou ? Where is our uncle ? what is the matter , Suffolk ? Suff . Dead in his bed , my lord ; Gloster is dead ...
... thank thee , Margaret ; these words content me much.- Re - enter Suffolk . ' How now ? why look'st thou pale ? why tremblest thou ? Where is our uncle ? what is the matter , Suffolk ? Suff . Dead in his bed , my lord ; Gloster is dead ...
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... thank them for their tender loving care : ' And had I not been ' cited so by them , ' Yet did I purpose as they do entreat ; For sure , my thoughts do hourly prophesy ' Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means . And therefore , -by ...
... thank them for their tender loving care : ' And had I not been ' cited so by them , ' Yet did I purpose as they do entreat ; For sure , my thoughts do hourly prophesy ' Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means . And therefore , -by ...
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... thank you , good people : -there shall ' be no money ; all shall eat and drink on my score ; and I will apparel them all in one livery , that ' they may agree like brothers , and worship me ' their lord . ' Dick . The first thing we do ...
... thank you , good people : -there shall ' be no money ; all shall eat and drink on my score ; and I will apparel them all in one livery , that ' they may agree like brothers , and worship me ' their lord . ' Dick . The first thing we do ...
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... thank you all : disperse yourselves ; Meet me to - morrow in Saint George's field , " You shall have pay , and every thing you wisn . And let my sovereign , virtuous Henry , Command my eldest son , -nay , all my sons , * As pledges of ...
... thank you all : disperse yourselves ; Meet me to - morrow in Saint George's field , " You shall have pay , and every thing you wisn . And let my sovereign , virtuous Henry , Command my eldest son , -nay , all my sons , * As pledges of ...
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... thank you , Richard : ' God knows , how long it is I have to live ; ' And it hath pleased him , that three times to - day " You have defended me from imminent death . * Well , lords , we have not got that which we have : ' Tis not ...
... thank you , Richard : ' God knows , how long it is I have to live ; ' And it hath pleased him , that three times to - day " You have defended me from imminent death . * Well , lords , we have not got that which we have : ' Tis not ...
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Página 239 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Página 65 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Página 425 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Página 234 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Página 84 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 158 - A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done: perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Página 226 - And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey 's blood? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Página 418 - GHOST. I am thy father's spirit; Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood...
Página 435 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Página 239 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!