The works of Shakspere, revised from the best authorities: with a memoir and essay on his genius by Barry Cornwall: also annotations and remarks by many writers, illustr. with engr. from designs by K. Meadows, Volumen2 |
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But let the frame of things disjoint , Both the worlds suffer , Ere we will eat our meal in fear , and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly : better be with the dead , Whom we , to gain our place ...
But let the frame of things disjoint , Both the worlds suffer , Ere we will eat our meal in fear , and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly : better be with the dead , Whom we , to gain our place ...
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Good night , and better health Attend his majesty ! Lady M. A kind good night to all ! [ Exeunt Lords and Attendants . Macb . It will have blood , they say ; blood will have blood ; Stones have been known to move , and trees to speak ...
Good night , and better health Attend his majesty ! Lady M. A kind good night to all ! [ Exeunt Lords and Attendants . Macb . It will have blood , they say ; blood will have blood ; Stones have been known to move , and trees to speak ...
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Better Macbeth , Than such a one to reign . Macd . Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny ; it hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne , And fall of many kings . But fear not yet To take upon you what is yours : you ...
Better Macbeth , Than such a one to reign . Macd . Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny ; it hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne , And fall of many kings . But fear not yet To take upon you what is yours : you ...
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Be it their comfort , We are coming thither : gracious England hath Lent us good Siward , and ten thousand men ; An older and a better soldier none That Christendom gives out . Rosse . ' Would I could answer This comfort with the like !
Be it their comfort , We are coming thither : gracious England hath Lent us good Siward , and ten thousand men ; An older and a better soldier none That Christendom gives out . Rosse . ' Would I could answer This comfort with the like !
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Accurséd be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cowed my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believed That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear , And break it to our ...
Accurséd be that tongue that tells me so , For it hath cowed my better part of man ! And be these juggling fiends no more believed That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear , And break it to our ...
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Página 168 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty...
Página 532 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 486 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 489 - Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Página 321 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Página 10 - 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; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Página 8 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise ; and nothing...
Página 499 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 168 - O! it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod: pray you, avoid it.
Página 13 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...