The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq., with Glossarial Notes and a Sketch of the Life of Shakespeare, Volumen2M'Carty & Davis, and H.C. Carey & I. Lea, 1824 |
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... mother deigned to appear to me ; I ? -And , in a vision full of majesty , enter Charles , Alençon , Reignier , and others . Char . Whoever saw the like ? what men have Dogs ! cowards ! dastards ! -I would ne'er have fled , But that they ...
... mother deigned to appear to me ; I ? -And , in a vision full of majesty , enter Charles , Alençon , Reignier , and others . Char . Whoever saw the like ? what men have Dogs ! cowards ! dastards ! -I would ne'er have fled , But that they ...
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... mother of great Constantine , Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters , 2 were like thee . Bright star of Venus , fall'n down on the earth , How may I reverently worship thee enough ? Alen . Leave off delays , and let us raise the siege . Reig ...
... mother of great Constantine , Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters , 2 were like thee . Bright star of Venus , fall'n down on the earth , How may I reverently worship thee enough ? Alen . Leave off delays , and let us raise the siege . Reig ...
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... mother I derived am numb , Unable to support this lump of clay , ― Swift - winged with desire to get a grave , As witting I no other comfort have.- But tell me , keeper , will my nephew come ? 1 Keep . Richard Plantagenet , my lord ...
... mother I derived am numb , Unable to support this lump of clay , ― Swift - winged with desire to get a grave , As witting I no other comfort have.- But tell me , keeper , will my nephew come ? 1 Keep . Richard Plantagenet , my lord ...
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... mother dies , our household's name , My death's revenge , thy youth , and England's fame : - All these , and more , we hazard by thy stay ; All these are sav'd , if thou wilt fly away . Tal . Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one John ...
... mother dies , our household's name , My death's revenge , thy youth , and England's fame : - All these , and more , we hazard by thy stay ; All these are sav'd , if thou wilt fly away . Tal . Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one John ...
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... mother . Kneel down and take my blessing , good my girl . Wilt thou not stoop ? Now cursed be the time Of thy nativity ! I would , the milk Thy mother gave thee , when thou suck'dst her breast , Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake ...
... mother . Kneel down and take my blessing , good my girl . Wilt thou not stoop ? Now cursed be the time Of thy nativity ! I would , the milk Thy mother gave thee , when thou suck'dst her breast , Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake ...
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Página 428 - 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 429 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 129 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Página 431 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Página 453 - scapes i' the imminent, deadly breach ; Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history, Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven. It was my hint to speak, such was the process ; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Página 235 - 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 307 - This play has many just sentiments, some natural dialogues, and some pleasing scenes, but they are obtained at the expense of much incongruity. To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
Página 418 - Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.
Página 225 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 239 - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold ; If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth ; I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart ; Strike, as thou didst at Caesar ; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.