The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, with Explanatory Notes: To which is Added, a Copious Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words, Volumen2John Stockdale ... W.J. and J. Richardson ... J. Walker ... R. Faulder and Son ... Scatcherd and Letterman ... [and 11 others], 1807 |
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That , face to face , and royal eye to eye , knave . Will you mock at an ancient
tradition , You have congreeted ; let it pot disgrace me , begun upon an
honourable respect , and worn as a lIf I demand , before this royal view ,
memorable trophy of ...
That , face to face , and royal eye to eye , knave . Will you mock at an ancient
tradition , You have congreeted ; let it pot disgrace me , begun upon an
honourable respect , and worn as a lIf I demand , before this royal view ,
memorable trophy of ...
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Not his , that spoils her young before her face . Their power , I think , is thirty
thousand ... when Warwick bids him stay . And though man ' s face be fearful to
their eyes , Edw . Lord Warwick , on thy shoulder will l Yet , in protection of their
tender ...
Not his , that spoils her young before her face . Their power , I think , is thirty
thousand ... when Warwick bids him stay . And though man ' s face be fearful to
their eyes , Edw . Lord Warwick , on thy shoulder will l Yet , in protection of their
tender ...
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Each battle sees the other ' s umber ' d ' face : 1 ( Besides , they are our outward
consciences , Steed threatens steed , in high and boastful neighs And preachers
to us all ; admonishing , Piercing the night ' s dull ear : and from the tents , That ...
Each battle sees the other ' s umber ' d ' face : 1 ( Besides , they are our outward
consciences , Steed threatens steed , in high and boastful neighs And preachers
to us all ; admonishing , Piercing the night ' s dull ear : and from the tents , That ...
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Let ' s see the boy ' s face . Aheadless man ! The garments of Posthumus ! Cap .
He is alive , my lord . - [ one , I know the shape of his leg : this is his hand ; Luc .
He ' llthen instruct us of this body . - - Young His foot Mercurial ; his Martial thigh ...
Let ' s see the boy ' s face . Aheadless man ! The garments of Posthumus ! Cap .
He is alive , my lord . - [ one , I know the shape of his leg : this is his hand ; Luc .
He ' llthen instruct us of this body . - - Young His foot Mercurial ; his Martial thigh ...
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If I do so , it will be of more price , 10 Or bid me go into a new - made grave ,
Being spoke behind your back , than to your face . And hide me with a dead man
in his shroud , Par . Poor soul , thy face is much abus ' d with Things that , to hear
...
If I do so , it will be of more price , 10 Or bid me go into a new - made grave ,
Being spoke behind your back , than to your face . And hide me with a dead man
in his shroud , Par . Poor soul , thy face is much abus ' d with Things that , to hear
...
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Página 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Página 755 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Página 1018 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that neither having the accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 759 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Página 755 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason ! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Página 755 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Página 1013 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 743 - Well, honour is the subject of my story.— I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself. I was born free as...
Página 862 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 634 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my .shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity...