The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Band 5T. Tegg, 1813 |
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... spirit of its author . And in telling this homely and simple , though agreeable , country tale , Our sweetest Shakespeare , fancy's child , Warbles his native wood - notes wild . This was necessary to observe , in mere justice to the ...
... spirit of its author . And in telling this homely and simple , though agreeable , country tale , Our sweetest Shakespeare , fancy's child , Warbles his native wood - notes wild . This was necessary to observe , in mere justice to the ...
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... spirits ne'er been higher rear'd With stronger blood , we should have answer'd heaven Boldly , Not guilty ; the imposition clear'd , Hereditary ours . Her . By this we gather , You have tripp'd since . Pol . O my most sacred lady ...
... spirits ne'er been higher rear'd With stronger blood , we should have answer'd heaven Boldly , Not guilty ; the imposition clear'd , Hereditary ours . Her . By this we gather , You have tripp'd since . Pol . O my most sacred lady ...
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... spirit , his appetite , his sleep , And downright languish'd . - Leave me solely : -go , See how he fares . [ Exit Attend . ] - Fye , fye ! no thought of him ; - The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me : in himself too ...
... spirit , his appetite , his sleep , And downright languish'd . - Leave me solely : -go , See how he fares . [ Exit Attend . ] - Fye , fye ! no thought of him ; - The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me : in himself too ...
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... spirit ! -What need these hands ? - You , that are thus so tender o'er his follies , Will never do him good , not one of you . So , so : -Farewell ; we are gone . • [ Exit . Leon . Thou , traitor , hast set on thy wife to this.- My ...
... spirit ! -What need these hands ? - You , that are thus so tender o'er his follies , Will never do him good , not one of you . So , so : -Farewell ; we are gone . • [ Exit . Leon . Thou , traitor , hast set on thy wife to this.- My ...
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... spirit instruct the kites and ravens , To be thy nurses ! Wolves , and bears , they say , Casting their savageness aside , have done Like offices of pity . - Sir , be prosperous In more than this deed doth require ! and blessing ...
... spirit instruct the kites and ravens , To be thy nurses ! Wolves , and bears , they say , Casting their savageness aside , have done Like offices of pity . - Sir , be prosperous In more than this deed doth require ! and blessing ...
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Angiers Antigonus arms Arth Arthur AUTOLYCUS Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia breath Camillo child CLEOMENES Const curse daughter Dauphin dead death deed Doct dost doth Duncan England Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France Gent gentleman give grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hubert JAMES GURNEY JOHNSON King John Lady Lady MACBETH Leon Leontes Line look lord Macb Macd Macduff majesty MELUN murder never night noble o'er Pand PANDULPH Paul Paulina peace Perdita play poison'd Polixenes pr'ythee pray prince queen Rosse SCENE II.-The Shakspeare shalt shame Shep Sicilia SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue WARBURTON wife Winter's Tale Witch word
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Seite 139 - This guest of summer. The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath, Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, buttress, Nor coigne of vantage, but this bird hath made His pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air Is delicate.
Seite 132 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs. Against the use of nature...
Seite 147 - One cried, God bless us ! and, Amen, the other ; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us.
Seite 195 - The thane of Fife had a wife ; where is she now ? — What, will these hands ne'er be clean ? — No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that : you mar all with this starting.
Seite 266 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound ! Nay, hear me, Hubert ! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not. stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Seite 145 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still; And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before.
Seite 140 - He's here in double trust : First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Seite 199 - Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? Doct. Therein the patient Must minister to himself.
Seite 135 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Seite 141 - Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.