Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, Volume 9D. Leach, 1767 |
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... fhould I war without the walls of Troy , That find fuch cruel battle here within ? Each Trojan , that is master of his heart , Let him to field ; Troilus , alas , hath none . PAN . Will this geer ne'er be mended ? TRO . The Greeks are ...
... fhould I war without the walls of Troy , That find fuch cruel battle here within ? Each Trojan , that is master of his heart , Let him to field ; Troilus , alas , hath none . PAN . Will this geer ne'er be mended ? TRO . The Greeks are ...
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... fhould perceive me , I have ( as when the fun doth light a storm ) Bury'd this figh in wrinkle of a smile : But forrow , that is couch'd in feeming gladness , Is like that mirth fate turns to fudden fadnefs . - PAN . An her hair were ...
... fhould perceive me , I have ( as when the fun doth light a storm ) Bury'd this figh in wrinkle of a smile : But forrow , that is couch'd in feeming gladness , Is like that mirth fate turns to fudden fadnefs . - PAN . An her hair were ...
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... fhould perceive me , I have ( as when the fun doth light a storm ) Bury'd this figh in wrinkle of a smile : But forrow , that is couch'd in feeming gladness , Is like that mirth fate turns to fudden fadnefs . - - PAN . An her hair were ...
... fhould perceive me , I have ( as when the fun doth light a storm ) Bury'd this figh in wrinkle of a smile : But forrow , that is couch'd in feeming gladness , Is like that mirth fate turns to fudden fadnefs . - - PAN . An her hair were ...
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... fhould this man , that makes me smile , make Hector angry ? Ser . They fay , he yesterday cop'd Hector in the battle , and ftrook him down ; the difdain and shame whereof hath ever fincc kept Hector fafting and wa- king . Enter PANDARUS ...
... fhould this man , that makes me smile , make Hector angry ? Ser . They fay , he yesterday cop'd Hector in the battle , and ftrook him down ; the difdain and shame whereof hath ever fincc kept Hector fafting and wa- king . Enter PANDARUS ...
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... fhould have too much if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good complexion . I had as lieve , Helen's golden tongue had commended ...
... fhould have too much if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good complexion . I had as lieve , Helen's golden tongue had commended ...
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Page 85 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 54 - Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Page 66 - There is a mystery (with whom relation Durst never meddle) in the soul of state; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to...
Page 84 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Page 97 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 64 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 13 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Page 50 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's.
Page 88 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Page 18 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!