The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, with Explanatory Notes: To which is Added, a Copious Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words, Band 2John Stockdale ... W.J. and J. Richardson ... J. Walker ... R. Faulder and Son ... Scatcherd and Letterman ... [and 11 others], 1807 |
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Now beshrew my father's Enter the French king and Queen , with French ambition ! he was thinking of civil wars when he 30 and English Lords . got me ; therefore was I created with a stubborn Burg . God save your majesty ! ıny royal ...
Now beshrew my father's Enter the French king and Queen , with French ambition ! he was thinking of civil wars when he 30 and English Lords . got me ; therefore was I created with a stubborn Burg . God save your majesty ! ıny royal ...
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Thou dost then wrong me ; as the slaugir Therefore , good uncle — for my father's sake , t'rer doth , In honour ot a ... -declare the cause 40 Mourn not , except thou sorrow for my good ; My father , earl of Cambridge , lost his head .
Thou dost then wrong me ; as the slaugir Therefore , good uncle — for my father's sake , t'rer doth , In honour ot a ... -declare the cause 40 Mourn not , except thou sorrow for my good ; My father , earl of Cambridge , lost his head .
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Should bring thy father to his drooping chair . John . O twice my father ! twice am I thy son : But , -0 malignant and ill - boding stars ! The life , thou gav'st me first , was lost and done ; Now art thou come unto a feast of death ' ...
Should bring thy father to his drooping chair . John . O twice my father ! twice am I thy son : But , -0 malignant and ill - boding stars ! The life , thou gav'st me first , was lost and done ; Now art thou come unto a feast of death ' ...
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... and stern impatience : Speak to thy father , ere thou yield thy breath : But when my angry guardant stood alone ... him in his father's arms ; His over - mounting spirit ; and there dy'd My spirit can no longer bear these harms .
... and stern impatience : Speak to thy father , ere thou yield thy breath : But when my angry guardant stood alone ... him in his father's arms ; His over - mounting spirit ; and there dy'd My spirit can no longer bear these harms .
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An if my father please , I am content . ... Then call our captains , and our colours , 10 A virgin , and his servant , say to him . rected . forth : Sut Words sweetly plac'd , and modestly diAnd , madamn , at your father's castle walls ...
An if my father please , I am content . ... Then call our captains , and our colours , 10 A virgin , and his servant , say to him . rected . forth : Sut Words sweetly plac'd , and modestly diAnd , madamn , at your father's castle walls ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...