The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Band 7 |
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Know that we have divided In three our kingdom ; and ' tis our fast intent 3 To
shake all cares and business from our age ; Conferring 5 them on younger
strengths , while we , Unburdened , crawl toward death . - Our son of Cornwall ,
And you ...
Know that we have divided In three our kingdom ; and ' tis our fast intent 3 To
shake all cares and business from our age ; Conferring 5 them on younger
strengths , while we , Unburdened , crawl toward death . - Our son of Cornwall ,
And you ...
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Edm . I promise you , ' the effects he writes of , succeed unhappily : [ as of
unnaturalness between the child and the parent ; death , dearth , dissolutions of
ancient amities ; divisions in state , menaces and maledictions against king and
nobles ...
Edm . I promise you , ' the effects he writes of , succeed unhappily : [ as of
unnaturalness between the child and the parent ; death , dearth , dissolutions of
ancient amities ; divisions in state , menaces and maledictions against king and
nobles ...
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Within a fortnight ? Alb . What ' s the matter , sir ? Lear . I ' ll tell thee ; - Life and
death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; [ To
GONERIL . That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make
thee ...
Within a fortnight ? Alb . What ' s the matter , sir ? Lear . I ' ll tell thee ; - Life and
death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; [ To
GONERIL . That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make
thee ...
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My worthy arch and patron , comes to - night ; By his authority I will proclaim it ,
That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , Bringing the murderous
coward to the stake ; He that conceals him , death . Edm . When I dissuaded him
from his ...
My worthy arch and patron , comes to - night ; By his authority I will proclaim it ,
That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks , Bringing the murderous
coward to the stake ; He that conceals him , death . Edm . When I dissuaded him
from his ...
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Vengeance ! plague ! death ! confusion ! Fiery ? what quality ? Why , Gloster ,
Gloster , I ' d speak with the duke of Cornwall , and his wife . Glo . Well , my good
lord , I have informed them so . Lear . Informed them ! Dost thou understand me ...
Vengeance ! plague ! death ! confusion ! Fiery ? what quality ? Why , Gloster ,
Gloster , I ' d speak with the duke of Cornwall , and his wife . Glo . Well , my good
lord , I have informed them so . Lear . Informed them ! Dost thou understand me ...
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Seite 266 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Seite 364 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Seite 283 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Seite 237 - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
Seite 12 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Seite 51 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Seite 175 - Romeo; and, when he shall die. Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Seite 155 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 108 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Seite 234 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...