The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Volumen5J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintot, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. and B. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod, 1745 |
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... hath forgot me , It could not else be I fhould prove fo base , To fue , and be deny'd fuch common grace . My wounds ake at you . 1 Sen. Do you dare our anger ? 5 and flain ' Tis 6 That often 7 What ! ' Tis in few words , but fpacious in ...
... hath forgot me , It could not else be I fhould prove fo base , To fue , and be deny'd fuch common grace . My wounds ake at you . 1 Sen. Do you dare our anger ? 5 and flain ' Tis 6 That often 7 What ! ' Tis in few words , but fpacious in ...
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... hath fent me an earnest inviting , which many my near occafions did urge me to put off : but he hath conjur'd me beyond them , and I must needs appear . 2 Sen. In like manner was I in debt to my importunate bufinefs ; but he would not ...
... hath fent me an earnest inviting , which many my near occafions did urge me to put off : but he hath conjur'd me beyond them , and I must needs appear . 2 Sen. In like manner was I in debt to my importunate bufinefs ; but he would not ...
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... hath roots ; Within this mile break forth an hundred fprings ; The oaks bear mafts , the briers fcarlet hips . The bounteous hufwife nature on each bush Lays her full mefs before you . Want ? why want ? i Thief . We cannot live on grafs ...
... hath roots ; Within this mile break forth an hundred fprings ; The oaks bear mafts , the briers fcarlet hips . The bounteous hufwife nature on each bush Lays her full mefs before you . Want ? why want ? i Thief . We cannot live on grafs ...
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... hath fense withal Of its own fault , reftraining aid to Timon ; And fends forth us to make their 9 ' forrow's tender , Together with a recompence more fruitful Than their offence can weigh down by the dram ; Ay , ev'n fuch heaps and ...
... hath fense withal Of its own fault , reftraining aid to Timon ; And fends forth us to make their 9 ' forrow's tender , Together with a recompence more fruitful Than their offence can weigh down by the dram ; Ay , ev'n fuch heaps and ...
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... hath felt the ax , And hang himself . - I pray you , do my greeting . Flav . Vex him no further , thus you ftill fhall find him . Tim . Come not to me again , but fay to Athens , Timon hath made his everlasting manfion Upon the beached ...
... hath felt the ax , And hang himself . - I pray you , do my greeting . Flav . Vex him no further , thus you ftill fhall find him . Tim . Come not to me again , but fay to Athens , Timon hath made his everlasting manfion Upon the beached ...
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Página 248 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Página 205 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Página 242 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Página 509 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 488 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 484 - Besides, this Duncan 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...
Página 216 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder And that craves wary walking. Crown him that, And then, I grant, we put a sting in him That at his will he may do danger with.
Página 485 - When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Página 205 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 384 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...