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Page 57
Exit . Mrs. Ford . What hoa , mistress Page ! come you , Mrs. Page . Hang bim ,
dishonest variet ! we cannot and the old woman , down ; my husband will come
inpisise him enough . to the chamber . WeU leave a proof , by that which we will
do ...
Exit . Mrs. Ford . What hoa , mistress Page ! come you , Mrs. Page . Hang bim ,
dishonest variet ! we cannot and the old woman , down ; my husband will come
inpisise him enough . to the chamber . WeU leave a proof , by that which we will
do ...
Page 546
Argues your wisdon , and your love to Richard : [ Exit Buckingham . | And even
here brake off , and caine away . Glo . Go , Lovel , with all speed to doetor Sbaw ,
Glo . What tongueless blocks were they ; would they Go thou ( To Cate . ) to friar ...
Argues your wisdon , and your love to Richard : [ Exit Buckingham . | And even
here brake off , and caine away . Glo . Go , Lovel , with all speed to doetor Sbaw ,
Glo . What tongueless blocks were they ; would they Go thou ( To Cate . ) to friar ...
Page 668
Exit Charmian . Cleo . Dolabella ? Dol . Madam , as thereto sworn by your
command , Which my love makes religion to obey , I tell you this : Casar through
Syria Intends his journey ; and , within three days , You with your children will he
send ...
Exit Charmian . Cleo . Dolabella ? Dol . Madam , as thereto sworn by your
command , Which my love makes religion to obey , I tell you this : Casar through
Syria Intends his journey ; and , within three days , You with your children will he
send ...
Page 747
Exit . A stirring dwarf we do allowance give Ther . Here is such patchery , such
juggling , and such Before a sleeping ... Where is Achilles ? [ Exit Ulysses . Patr .
Within his tent ; but ill - dispos'd , my lord . Ajax . What is he more than another ?
Exit . A stirring dwarf we do allowance give Ther . Here is such patchery , such
juggling , and such Before a sleeping ... Where is Achilles ? [ Exit Ulysses . Patr .
Within his tent ; but ill - dispos'd , my lord . Ajax . What is he more than another ?
Page 782
Alas , my lord , [ Exit an Attendant . How can she be with him ? When was she
miss'd ? Qucen . Royal sir , He is in Rome . Since the exile of Posthumus , most
retird Where is she , sir ? Come nearer ; Hath her life been ; the cure whereof , my
...
Alas , my lord , [ Exit an Attendant . How can she be with him ? When was she
miss'd ? Qucen . Royal sir , He is in Rome . Since the exile of Posthumus , most
retird Where is she , sir ? Come nearer ; Hath her life been ; the cure whereof , my
...
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Page 224 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 321 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 448 - Let him depart ; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company, That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Page 407 - When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection ; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at last desist To build at all...
Page 316 - Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Page 414 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 448 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Page 448 - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Page 78 - ... accommodations that thou bear'st, Are nurs'd by baseness ; Thou art by no means valiant ; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm ; Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death which is no more.
Page 314 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse...
Bibliographic information
| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 1 |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Edition | 6 |
| Publisher | Charles Willliams, 1813 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 913 pages |
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