The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus AndronicusT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... sweet ? Cleo . Celerity is never more admir'd , Than by the negligent . Ant . A good rebuke , Which might have well becom❜d the best of men , To taunt at flacknefs . - Canidius , we Will fight with him by fea . Cleo . By fea ! What ...
... sweet ? Cleo . Celerity is never more admir'd , Than by the negligent . Ant . A good rebuke , Which might have well becom❜d the best of men , To taunt at flacknefs . - Canidius , we Will fight with him by fea . Cleo . By fea ! What ...
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... SCARUS . Do we thake hands . - All come to this ? The hearts That spaniel'd me at heels , to whom I gave Their wishes , do discandy , melt their sweets On M On bloffoming Cæfar ; and this pine is bark'd 96 AЯ xv . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
... SCARUS . Do we thake hands . - All come to this ? The hearts That spaniel'd me at heels , to whom I gave Their wishes , do discandy , melt their sweets On M On bloffoming Cæfar ; and this pine is bark'd 96 AЯ xv . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
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... Sweet sovereign , Leave us to ourselves ; and make yourself some comfort Out of your best advice . Cym . Nay , let her languish [ Exit . A drop of blood a day ; and , being aged , Die of this folly ! Enter PISANIO . Queen . Fie ! -you ...
... Sweet sovereign , Leave us to ourselves ; and make yourself some comfort Out of your best advice . Cym . Nay , let her languish [ Exit . A drop of blood a day ; and , being aged , Die of this folly ! Enter PISANIO . Queen . Fie ! -you ...
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... sweet ; and which she , after , Except the bend her humour , fhall be affur'd Re - enter PISANIO , and Ladies . To taste of too . So , fo ; -well done , well done : The violets , cowflips , and the primroses , Bear to my closet : -Fare ...
... sweet ; and which she , after , Except the bend her humour , fhall be affur'd Re - enter PISANIO , and Ladies . To taste of too . So , fo ; -well done , well done : The violets , cowflips , and the primroses , Bear to my closet : -Fare ...
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... sweet pleasure ; More noble than that runagate to your bed ; And will continue fast to your affection , Still clofe , as fure . Imo . What ho , Pifanio ! Iach . Let me my service tender on your lips . Imo . Away ! -I do condemn mine ...
... sweet pleasure ; More noble than that runagate to your bed ; And will continue fast to your affection , Still clofe , as fure . Imo . What ho , Pifanio ! Iach . Let me my service tender on your lips . Imo . Away ! -I do condemn mine ...
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Aaron Afide againſt Andronicus anſwer Antony Baffianus beſt brother Cæfar cauſe Char Charmian CHIRON Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cymbeline death doth Egypt emperor ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame fhall firſt flain foldier fome fons forrow friends fuch Fulvia fure fweet fword gods Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven himſelf honour houſe huſband Iach IACHIMO Imogen Iras king lady Lavinia Lepidus lord Lucius madam Marcus Mark Antony maſter miſtreſs Moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Octavia Parthia Pifanio pleaſe pleaſure Poft Pofthumus Pompey pray preſent PROCULEIUS purpoſe queen Roman Rome SATURNINUS ſay SCENE ſee ſervice ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak ſtand ſtrange ſweet Tamora thee theſe thine thoſe thou art Titus Titus Andronicus villain whofe whoſe yourſelf
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Page 28 - O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did . . . Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Page 73 - The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Our faith mere folly: — Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Page 120 - Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Page 120 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
Page 113 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Page 29 - ... steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Page 109 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Page 96 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air : thou hast seen these signs ; They are black vesper's pageants.
Page 105 - The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord ! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Page 2 - Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the rang'd empire fall ! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay : our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man : the nobleness of life Is to do thus ; when such a mutual pair [Embracing.