The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Band 6H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... yourselves are old , And again afterwards in the fame play ; ' Tis fuch as you , That creep like fhadows by him , and do figh At each his needless heavings . So , fpeaking of Cordelia's grief , in our prefent play , Once , or twice ...
... yourselves are old , And again afterwards in the fame play ; ' Tis fuch as you , That creep like fhadows by him , and do figh At each his needless heavings . So , fpeaking of Cordelia's grief , in our prefent play , Once , or twice ...
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... yourselves . All La . Moft thankfully , my Lord . Tim . Flavius ? Flav . My Lord . Tim . The little casket bring me hither . [ Exeunt . Flav . Yes , my Lord . More jewels yet ? there is no croffing him in's humour , Elfe I fhould tell ...
... yourselves . All La . Moft thankfully , my Lord . Tim . Flavius ? Flav . My Lord . Tim . The little casket bring me hither . [ Exeunt . Flav . Yes , my Lord . More jewels yet ? there is no croffing him in's humour , Elfe I fhould tell ...
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... yourselves . Speak to ' em , fool . Fool . How do you , gentlemen ? All . Gramercies , good fool : how does your mistress ? Fool . She's e'en fetting on water to scald fuch chickens as you are . ' Would , we could fee you at Corinth ...
... yourselves . Speak to ' em , fool . Fool . How do you , gentlemen ? All . Gramercies , good fool : how does your mistress ? Fool . She's e'en fetting on water to scald fuch chickens as you are . ' Would , we could fee you at Corinth ...
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... yourselves but wrong to ftir me up , Let me pafs quietly : - Believe't , my Lord and I have made an end , I have no more to reckon , he to spend . Luc . Ay , but this anfwer will not ferve . Fla . If ' twill not ferve , ' tis not fo ...
... yourselves but wrong to ftir me up , Let me pafs quietly : - Believe't , my Lord and I have made an end , I have no more to reckon , he to spend . Luc . Ay , but this anfwer will not ferve . Fla . If ' twill not ferve , ' tis not fo ...
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... yourselves prais'd : but referve fill to give , left your deities be defpifed . Lend to each man enough , that one need not lend to another . For were your godheads to borrow of men , men would forfake the gods . Make the meat beloved ...
... yourselves prais'd : but referve fill to give , left your deities be defpifed . Lend to each man enough , that one need not lend to another . For were your godheads to borrow of men , men would forfake the gods . Make the meat beloved ...
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Seite 336 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Seite 101 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 311 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...
Seite 307 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Seite 116 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Seite 8 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.
Seite 313 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time ; for, from this instant, There 's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Seite 106 - 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 304 - Like the poor cat i" the adage ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Seite 304 - If we should fail ? Lady M. We fail ! But screw your courage to the stickingplace, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...