The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volumen14R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... masters , my good friends , mine ho- nest neighbours , Will you undo yourselves ? 1 CIT . We cannot , sir , we are undone already . MEN . I tell you , friends , most charitable care Have the patricians of you . For your wants , Your ...
... masters , my good friends , mine ho- nest neighbours , Will you undo yourselves ? 1 CIT . We cannot , sir , we are undone already . MEN . I tell you , friends , most charitable care Have the patricians of you . For your wants , Your ...
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... master . VAL . O ' my word , the father's son : I'll swear , ' tis a very pretty boy . O ' my troth , I looked upon him o ' Wednesday half an hour together : he has such a confirmed countenance . I saw him run after a gilded butterfly ...
... master . VAL . O ' my word , the father's son : I'll swear , ' tis a very pretty boy . O ' my troth , I looked upon him o ' Wednesday half an hour together : he has such a confirmed countenance . I saw him run after a gilded butterfly ...
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... Masters o ' the people , We do request your kindest ears ; and , after , Your loving motion toward the common body , To yield what passes here . SIC . We are convented Upon a pleasing treaty ; and have hearts whom We meet here , both to ...
... Masters o ' the people , We do request your kindest ears ; and , after , Your loving motion toward the common body , To yield what passes here . SIC . We are convented Upon a pleasing treaty ; and have hearts whom We meet here , both to ...
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... Masters o ' the people , MEN . Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter 2 , ( That's thousand to one good one , ) when you now see , He had rather venture all his limbs for honour , Than one of his ears to hear it ? -Proceed , Comi ...
... Masters o ' the people , MEN . Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter 2 , ( That's thousand to one good one , ) when you now see , He had rather venture all his limbs for honour , Than one of his ears to hear it ? -Proceed , Comi ...
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... masters ? have you chose this man ? 1 CIT . He has our voices , sir . BRU . We pray the gods , he may deserve your loves . 2 CIT . Amen , sir : To my poor unworthy notice , He mock'd us , when he begg'd our voices . 3 CIT . He flouted ...
... masters ? have you chose this man ? 1 CIT . He has our voices , sir . BRU . We pray the gods , he may deserve your loves . 2 CIT . Amen , sir : To my poor unworthy notice , He mock'd us , when he begg'd our voices . 3 CIT . He flouted ...
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ancient Antigonus appear Aufidius Autolycus bear beseech blood Bohemia BOSWELL called Camillo Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli Cymbeline death editors emendation enemy Enter Exeunt eyes father fear give gods hand Hanmer hath hear heart Hermione honour JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry lady LART LARTIUS LEON Leontes lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth MALONE MASON means Menenius mother never noble old copy Othello passage PAUL Paulina peace Perdita perhaps play Plutarch Polixenes pr'ythee Pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE second folio senate sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's SHEP SICINIUS signifies speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sword tell thee Theobald thing thou art Timon of Athens tongue tribunes Troilus and Cressida true Tullus TYRWHITT voices Volces Volumnia WARBURTON wife Winter's Tale word worthy Сом
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Página 348 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 16 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate ; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye ? With every minute you do change a mind, And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Página 231 - By and by we hear news of shipwreck in the same place, and then we are to blame if we accept it not for a rock. Upon the back of that comes out a hideous monster, with fire and smoke...