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Page 24
... be lord of imbecility , And the rude son would strike his father dead : Force would be Right ; or rather , Right and Wrong ( 11 ) ( Between whose endless jar Justice resides ) Would lose their names , and so would justice too .
... be lord of imbecility , And the rude son would strike his father dead : Force would be Right ; or rather , Right and Wrong ( 11 ) ( Between whose endless jar Justice resides ) Would lose their names , and so would justice too .
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... dead a Century before she was born , and tho she was dead and rotten before the latter was born . To add but two Instances from the Latin Poets : Seneca , in his Tragedy calld Hercules Furens , makes the Chorus talk of People ...
... dead a Century before she was born , and tho she was dead and rotten before the latter was born . To add but two Instances from the Latin Poets : Seneca , in his Tragedy calld Hercules Furens , makes the Chorus talk of People ...
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Ah , Sir , there's many a Greek and Trojan dead , Since first I saw your self and Diomede In Ilion , on your Greekish embassie . Ulys . Sir , I foretold you then what would ensue : My prophesie is but half his journey yet ; For yonder ...
Ah , Sir , there's many a Greek and Trojan dead , Since first I saw your self and Diomede In Ilion , on your Greekish embassie . Ulys . Sir , I foretold you then what would ensue : My prophesie is but half his journey yet ; For yonder ...
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Think'st thou to catch my life so pleasantly , As to prenominate , in nice conjecture , Where thou wilt hit me dead ? Achil . I tell thee , yea . Heet . Wert thou the Oracle to tell me fo , I'd not believe thee : henceforth zuard thee ...
Think'st thou to catch my life so pleasantly , As to prenominate , in nice conjecture , Where thou wilt hit me dead ? Achil . I tell thee , yea . Heet . Wert thou the Oracle to tell me fo , I'd not believe thee : henceforth zuard thee ...
Page 111
Behold , distraction , frenzy and amazement , Like witless anticks , one another meet , And all cry , Hektor , Hector's dead ! O Hector ! Trai . Away ! - Away ! Caf . Farewel : yet , Soft : Hector , I take my Thou do'st thy felf and all ...
Behold , distraction , frenzy and amazement , Like witless anticks , one another meet , And all cry , Hektor , Hector's dead ! O Hector ! Trai . Away ! - Away ! Caf . Farewel : yet , Soft : Hector , I take my Thou do'st thy felf and all ...
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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 279 - 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 249 - 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 290 - ... 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 325 - 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 168 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Page 441 - 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 245 - 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 152 - 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 272 - 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.
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volume 7 The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Publisher | A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 13 Jul 2007 |
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