The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Band 7 |
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My lord of Burgundy , We first address towards you , who with this king Hath
rivalled for our daughter . What , in the least , Will you require in present dower
with her , Or cease your quest of love ? Bur . Most royal majesty , I crave no more
than ...
My lord of Burgundy , We first address towards you , who with this king Hath
rivalled for our daughter . What , in the least , Will you require in present dower
with her , Or cease your quest of love ? Bur . Most royal majesty , I crave no more
than ...
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... and oily art , To speak and purpose not ; since what I well intend , I ' ll do ' t
before I speak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or foulness ,
No unchaste 4 action , or dishonored step , That hath deprived me of your grace
and ...
... and oily art , To speak and purpose not ; since what I well intend , I ' ll do ' t
before I speak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or foulness ,
No unchaste 4 action , or dishonored step , That hath deprived me of your grace
and ...
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Let your study Be , to content your lord ; who hath received you At fortune ' s alms
. You have obedience scanted , And well are worth the want that you have
wanted . ? Cor . Time shall unfold what plaited ? cunning hides ; Who cover faults
, 4 ...
Let your study Be , to content your lord ; who hath received you At fortune ' s alms
. You have obedience scanted , And well are worth the want that you have
wanted . ? Cor . Time shall unfold what plaited ? cunning hides ; Who cover faults
, 4 ...
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The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash ; then must we look to
receive from his age , not alone the imperfections of long - engrafted condition ,
but therewithal , the unruly waywardness that infirm and choleric years bring with
them ...
The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash ; then must we look to
receive from his age , not alone the imperfections of long - engrafted condition ,
but therewithal , the unruly waywardness that infirm and choleric years bring with
them ...
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I begin to find an idle and fond 2 bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny ;
who sways , not as it hath power , but as it is suffered . Come to me , that of this I
may speak more . If our father would sleep till I waked him , you should enjoy half
his ...
I begin to find an idle and fond 2 bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny ;
who sways , not as it hath power , but as it is suffered . Come to me , that of this I
may speak more . If our father would sleep till I waked him , you should enjoy half
his ...
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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...