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... death , is not relieved , as is the poet's use elsewhere , by passages of descrip- tive beauty , or fancy , or tenderness . The only strong contrast which supplies their place is that of the severe beauty of Isabella's character , and ...
... death , is not relieved , as is the poet's use elsewhere , by passages of descrip- tive beauty , or fancy , or tenderness . The only strong contrast which supplies their place is that of the severe beauty of Isabella's character , and ...
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... death . Alas , this gentleman Whom I would save had a most noble father ! Let but your honour know , Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue , That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher'd with place , or place with ...
... death . Alas , this gentleman Whom I would save had a most noble father ! Let but your honour know , Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue , That , in the working of your own affections , Had time coher'd with place , or place with ...
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William Shakespeare. Let mine own judgment pattern out my death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escalus . Be it as your wisdom will . Angelo . 30 Where is the provost ? Provost . Here , if it like your honour . Angelo ...
William Shakespeare. Let mine own judgment pattern out my death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escalus . Be it as your wisdom will . Angelo . 30 Where is the provost ? Provost . Here , if it like your honour . Angelo ...
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... death of Claudio ; But there's no remedy . Justice . Lord Angelo is severe . Escalus . It is but needful . Mercy is not itself that oft looks so ; Pardon is still the nurse of second woe . — But yet , Come , sir . poor Claudio ! There ...
... death of Claudio ; But there's no remedy . Justice . Lord Angelo is severe . Escalus . It is but needful . Mercy is not itself that oft looks so ; Pardon is still the nurse of second woe . — But yet , Come , sir . poor Claudio ! There ...
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... death . Even for our kitchens We kill the fowl of season ; shall we serve heaven With less respect than we do minister To our gross selves ? Good , good my lord , bethink you ; Who is it that hath died for this offence ? There's many ...
... death . Even for our kitchens We kill the fowl of season ; shall we serve heaven With less respect than we do minister To our gross selves ? Good , good my lord , bethink you ; Who is it that hath died for this offence ? There's many ...
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1st folio Abhorson accented Barnardine bawd Beatrice Benedick brother Cassandra character Cinthio Clarke Claudio credent Cymb Davenant's death dost doth Duke duke's Dyce editors Elbow ellipsis Escalus Exeunt Exit explains faults fear folio reads forfeit Friar Peter gelo Gentleman give grace Hallowmas hanged Hanmer hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry Irving Herford hither honour instance Isabel Isabella Johnson Juliet justice Lear Lord Angelo Lover's Complaint Lucio maid Malone Mariana marry Master Froth meaning Measure for Measure mercy mind Mistress moral nature noun offence Overdone pardon passage play Pompey poor pray prison Promos prose Provost Re-enter scene Schmidt seems sense Shakespeare sister slander soul speak speech Steevens quotes strange syllable tapster Temp thee there's thou art to-morrow tongue Verplanck verse vice Vienna virtue wife woman word worth is able
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Seite 74 - Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum, For ending thee no sooner: Thou hast nor youth, nor age ; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both: for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old, and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this, That bears the name of life? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Seite 73 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : — If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences, That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Seite 185 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks : methinks I see her as an eagle, mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Seite 58 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Seite 59 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
Seite 77 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible!
Seite 27 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Seite 76 - The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Seite 78 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Seite 44 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.