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O fortune , fortune ! all men call thee fickle : If thou art fickle , what dost thou with
him That is renown'd for faith ? 5 Be fickle , fortune ; That is renown'd for faith ? ]
This Romeo , so renown'd for faith , was but the day before dying for love of ...
O fortune , fortune ! all men call thee fickle : If thou art fickle , what dost thou with
him That is renown'd for faith ? 5 Be fickle , fortune ; That is renown'd for faith ? ]
This Romeo , so renown'd for faith , was but the day before dying for love of ...
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... That even our loves should with our fortunes change ; For ' tis a question left us
yet to prove , Whether love lead fortune , or else fortune love . 9 The instances , ]
The motives . what to ourselves is debt : ] The performance of a resolution , in ...
... That even our loves should with our fortunes change ; For ' tis a question left us
yet to prove , Whether love lead fortune , or else fortune love . 9 The instances , ]
The motives . what to ourselves is debt : ] The performance of a resolution , in ...
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What a full fortune does the thick - lips owe , If he can carry't thus ! Iago . Call up
her father , Rouse him : make after him , poison his delight , Proclaim him in the
streets ; incense her kinsmen , And , though he in a fertile climate dwell , Plague ...
What a full fortune does the thick - lips owe , If he can carry't thus ! Iago . Call up
her father , Rouse him : make after him , poison his delight , Proclaim him in the
streets ; incense her kinsmen , And , though he in a fertile climate dwell , Plague ...
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What cannot be preserv'd wlien fortune takes , Patience her injury a mockery
makes . The robb'd , that smiles , steals something from the thief ; He robs himself
, that spends a bootless grief . Bra . So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile ; We lose
it ...
What cannot be preserv'd wlien fortune takes , Patience her injury a mockery
makes . The robb'd , that smiles , steals something from the thief ; He robs himself
, that spends a bootless grief . Bra . So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile ; We lose
it ...
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Though that her jesses were my dear heart - strings , I'd whistle her off , and let
her down the wind , то prey ' at fortune . Haply , for I am black ; And have not
those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have : Or , for I am declin'd Into
the ...
Though that her jesses were my dear heart - strings , I'd whistle her off , and let
her down the wind , то prey ' at fortune . Haply , for I am black ; And have not
those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have : Or , for I am declin'd Into
the ...
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Page 215 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 355 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Page 136 - It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : % And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 150 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Page 223 - 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 192 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 195 - To die, to sleep : To sleep : perchance to dream : ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Page 282 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Page 41 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say " Ay ;" And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false ; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Page 140 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods...
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| Title | Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. Glossarial index Volume 9 of The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with a Series of Engravings, from the Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, Esq. ... and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes from the Most Eminent Commentators ; A History of the Stage, A Life of Shakspeare, &c, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Alexander Chalmers |
| Illustrated by | Henry Fuseli |
| Publisher | J. Nichols, 1811 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 27 Dec 2006 |
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