The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volume 7A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... blood chaf'd , Have to the Port of Athens fent their hips , Fraught with the minifters and inftruments Of cruel war . Sixty and nine , that wore Their Crownets regal , from th ' Athenian bay Put forth toward Phrygia , and their vow is ...
... blood chaf'd , Have to the Port of Athens fent their hips , Fraught with the minifters and inftruments Of cruel war . Sixty and nine , that wore Their Crownets regal , from th ' Athenian bay Put forth toward Phrygia , and their vow is ...
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... blood you daily paint her thus . I cannot fight upon this Argument , It is too ftarv'd a fubject for my fword : But Pandarus - O Gods ! how do you plague me ! I cannot come to Creffid , but by Pandar ; And he's as teachy to be woo'd to ...
... blood you daily paint her thus . I cannot fight upon this Argument , It is too ftarv'd a fubject for my fword : But Pandarus - O Gods ! how do you plague me ! I cannot come to Creffid , but by Pandar ; And he's as teachy to be woo'd to ...
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... blood , nephew to Hector , They call him Ajax . Cre . Good ; and what of him ? Ser . They fay , he is a very man per fe , and ftands alone . Cre . So do all men , unless they are drunk , fick , or have no legs . Ser . This man , lady ...
... blood , nephew to Hector , They call him Ajax . Cre . Good ; and what of him ? Ser . They fay , he is a very man per fe , and ftands alone . Cre . So do all men , unless they are drunk , fick , or have no legs . Ser . This man , lady ...
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... blood . Ene . Now heav'ns forbid fuch scarcity of youth ! Ulyff . Amen . Aga . Fair lord Eneas , let me touch your hand : To our Pavillion fhall I lead you firft : Achilles fhall have word of this intent , So fhall each lord of Greece ...
... blood . Ene . Now heav'ns forbid fuch scarcity of youth ! Ulyff . Amen . Aga . Fair lord Eneas , let me touch your hand : To our Pavillion fhall I lead you firft : Achilles fhall have word of this intent , So fhall each lord of Greece ...
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... , do not these high strains Of Divination in our fifter work Some touches of remorfe ? Or is your blood So madly hot , that no discourse of reason , Nor Nor fear of bad fuccefs in a bad caufe , 40 TROILUS and CRESSID A. .
... , do not these high strains Of Divination in our fifter work Some touches of remorfe ? Or is your blood So madly hot , that no discourse of reason , Nor Nor fear of bad fuccefs in a bad caufe , 40 TROILUS and CRESSID A. .
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Page 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 281 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
Page 251 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Page 292 - ... 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.
Page 327 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 170 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Page 443 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 247 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Page 154 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 274 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.