The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Romeo and Juliet. HamletEstes and Lauriat, 1883 - English drama |
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... sweet in the freshness of spring ; but it ends with a long deep sigh , like the last breeze of the Italian evening . This unity of feeling and character pervades every drama of Shakespeare . " In accordance with the principles here ...
... sweet in the freshness of spring ; but it ends with a long deep sigh , like the last breeze of the Italian evening . This unity of feeling and character pervades every drama of Shakespeare . " In accordance with the principles here ...
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... sweet love , " than to live on any other terms . To avert what is to her literally an infinite evil , she appeals imploringly to her father , her mother , and the Nurse , in succession ; nor is it till she is cast entirely on her own ...
... sweet love , " than to live on any other terms . To avert what is to her literally an infinite evil , she appeals imploringly to her father , her mother , and the Nurse , in succession ; nor is it till she is cast entirely on her own ...
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... sweet with words of love . When told the desperate nature of the rem- edy , she rises to a yet higher pitch , her very terror of the deed inspiring her with fresh energy of purpose . And when she comes to the performance , she cannot ...
... sweet with words of love . When told the desperate nature of the rem- edy , she rises to a yet higher pitch , her very terror of the deed inspiring her with fresh energy of purpose . And when she comes to the performance , she cannot ...
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... sweet leaves to the air , Or dedicate his beauty to the sun , " 12 Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow , We would as willingly give cure , as know . Enter ROMEO , at a distance . Ben . See , where he comes : So please you ...
... sweet leaves to the air , Or dedicate his beauty to the sun , " 12 Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow , We would as willingly give cure , as know . Enter ROMEO , at a distance . Ben . See , where he comes : So please you ...
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... sweet . Farewell , my coz . Ben . Soft ! I will go along : An if you leave me so , you do me wrong . [ Going . Rom . Tut ! I have lost myself ; I am not here : This is not Romeo , he's some other where . Ben . Tell me in sadness , who ...
... sweet . Farewell , my coz . Ben . Soft ! I will go along : An if you leave me so , you do me wrong . [ Going . Rom . Tut ! I have lost myself ; I am not here : This is not Romeo , he's some other where . Ben . Tell me in sadness , who ...
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Page 276 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.
Page 101 - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 354 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Page 301 - I'll look up ; My fault is past. But O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn ? " Forgive me my foul murder ?" That cannot be ; since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder, My crown, mine own ambition and my queen. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence ? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Page 282 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Page 306 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 116 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 52 - Tickling a parson's nose as a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : \ Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; 1 And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 212 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Page 221 - Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man ; And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that.(13) Neither a borrower nor a lender be : For loan oft loses both itself and friend ; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.