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Ant . Do so , we'll speak to them , and to night I'll force The wine peep through
their scars . There's sap in't yet . The next time I do fight , [ Queen ; I'll make death
love me : for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe . [ Exeunt . Æno .
Ant . Do so , we'll speak to them , and to night I'll force The wine peep through
their scars . There's sap in't yet . The next time I do fight , [ Queen ; I'll make death
love me : for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe . [ Exeunt . Æno .
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Arv . By this fun that shines , I'll chither ; what thing is it , that I never Did see man
die , scarce ever look'd on blood , But that of coward hares , hot goats , and
venison ! Never bestrid a horse save one , that had A rider like myself who ne'er
wore ...
Arv . By this fun that shines , I'll chither ; what thing is it , that I never Did see man
die , scarce ever look'd on blood , But that of coward hares , hot goats , and
venison ! Never bestrid a horse save one , that had A rider like myself who ne'er
wore ...
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But Imogen's your own : do your best wills , And make me bless'd t'obey ! I am
brought hither Among th ' Italian gentry , and to fight Against my Lady's kingdom ; '
tis enough , That , Britain , I have kill'd thy mistreis . Peace ! I'll give no wound to ...
But Imogen's your own : do your best wills , And make me bless'd t'obey ! I am
brought hither Among th ' Italian gentry , and to fight Against my Lady's kingdom ; '
tis enough , That , Britain , I have kill'd thy mistreis . Peace ! I'll give no wound to ...
Page 330
Neft . Our General doth falute you with a kiss . W !! : ! . Yet is the kindness but
particular ; ' T were better the were kiss'd in general . Neft . And very courtly
counsel : I'll begin . So much for Nellor . Achil . I'll take that winter from your lips ,
fair Lady ...
Neft . Our General doth falute you with a kiss . W !! : ! . Yet is the kindness but
particular ; ' T were better the were kiss'd in general . Neft . And very courtly
counsel : I'll begin . So much for Nellor . Achil . I'll take that winter from your lips ,
fair Lady ...
Page 353
I'll fight with him alone : stand , Diomede . Dio . He is my prize , I will not look
upon . Troi : Come both , you cogging Greeks , have at you both , [ Excunt ,
fighting . Enter Hector . Hect . Yea , Troilus ? O well fought ! my youngest brother .
Enter .
I'll fight with him alone : stand , Diomede . Dio . He is my prize , I will not look
upon . Troi : Come both , you cogging Greeks , have at you both , [ Excunt ,
fighting . Enter Hector . Hect . Yea , Troilus ? O well fought ! my youngest brother .
Enter .
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Page 55 - Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts ; Dash him to pieces ! Cas. I denied you not. Bru. You did. Cas. I did not : he was but a fool that brought My answer back.
Page 46 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii: — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
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Page 54 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection.
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Page 19 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 315 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
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| Title | The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. Volume 7 of The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.], William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Hugh Blair |
| Published | 1769 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 13 Sep 2007 |
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