The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Band 6C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... never marry like my fifters , To love my father all.- Lear . But goes thy heart with this ? Cor . Ay , my good Lord . Lear . So young , and fo untender ? Cor . So young , my Lord , and true . Lear . Let it be fo , thy truth then be thy ...
... never marry like my fifters , To love my father all.- Lear . But goes thy heart with this ? Cor . Ay , my good Lord . Lear . So young , and fo untender ? Cor . So young , my Lord , and true . Lear . Let it be fo , thy truth then be thy ...
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... never held but as a pawn To wage againft thy foes ; nor fear to lose it , Thy fafety being the motive . Lear . Out of my fight ! Kent . See better , Lear , and let me ftill remain The true blank of thine eye . Lear . Now by Apollo- Kent ...
... never held but as a pawn To wage againft thy foes ; nor fear to lose it , Thy fafety being the motive . Lear . Out of my fight ! Kent . See better , Lear , and let me ftill remain The true blank of thine eye . Lear . Now by Apollo- Kent ...
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... never yet ; and with ftrain'd pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our power ; ( Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear ; ) Our potency made good , take thy reward . Five days we do allot thee for provifion , To fhield thee ...
... never yet ; and with ftrain'd pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our power ; ( Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear ; ) Our potency made good , take thy reward . Five days we do allot thee for provifion , To fhield thee ...
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... never plant in me . Cor . I yet befeech your Majefty , ( If , for I want that glib and oily art , To fpeak and purpofe not ; fince what I well intend , I'll do't before I fpeak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or ...
... never plant in me . Cor . I yet befeech your Majefty , ( If , for I want that glib and oily art , To fpeak and purpofe not ; fince what I well intend , I'll do't before I fpeak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or ...
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... never before founded you in this business ? Edm . Never , my Lord . But I have heard him oft maintain it to be fit , that fons at perfect age , and fathers declining , the father should be as a ward to the fon , and the fon manage his ...
... never before founded you in this business ? Edm . Never , my Lord . But I have heard him oft maintain it to be fit , that fons at perfect age , and fathers declining , the father should be as a ward to the fon , and the fon manage his ...
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Seite 275 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Seite 89 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Seite 299 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Seite 279 - 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...
Seite 283 - 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 276 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Seite 102 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Seite 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da 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 6 - 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 52 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.