The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Band 13G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Tell me , my daugh- ters , ( Since now we will devest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge ...
... Tell me , my daugh- ters , ( Since now we will devest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge ...
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... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . On thine allegiance hear me ! Hear me , recreant ! Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strain'd pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our ...
... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . On thine allegiance hear me ! Hear me , recreant ! Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strain'd pride , To come betwixt our sentence and our ...
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... our oath , Take her , or leave her ? Bur . Pardon me , royal sir ; power that Election makes not up on such conditions . Lear . Then leave her , sir ; for , by the made me , I tell you all her wealth . - For you KING LEAR . 23.
... our oath , Take her , or leave her ? Bur . Pardon me , royal sir ; power that Election makes not up on such conditions . Lear . Then leave her , sir ; for , by the made me , I tell you all her wealth . - For you KING LEAR . 23.
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With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. I tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ To France . I would not from your love make such a stray , To match you where I hate ; therefore beseech you To avert your ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. I tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ To France . I would not from your love make such a stray , To match you where I hate ; therefore beseech you To avert your ...
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... tell my daughter I would speak with her.- Go you , call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O , you sir , you sir , come you hither : Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave : you whoreson ...
... tell my daughter I would speak with her.- Go you , call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O , you sir , you sir , come you hither : Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave : you whoreson ...
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Alack art thou BENVOLIO Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool friar Friar LAURENCE Gent gentleman give gleek Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither honour i'the JOHNSON Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave Lady CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'the Paris poor pray Prince Regan Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE Servants Shakspeare sirrah sister slain speak stand stay STEEVENS Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt vex'd villain WARBURTON weep word
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Seite 120 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Seite 76 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Seite 227 - O, gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully : Or, if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo ; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond ; And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light ; But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Seite 224 - O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Seite 87 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Seite 154 - .* No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button.* Thank you, sir.
Seite 77 - 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. You think...
Seite 125 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are Centaurs, Though women all above; But to the girdle do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the fiends': there's hell, there's darkness, There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, Stench, consumption. Fie, fie, fie! pah, pah!
Seite 19 - Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me : I .Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands if they say They love you all? Haply...
Seite 51 - Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.