The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 1Charles Willliams, 1813 - 913 pages |
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... Dear , they durst not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where ...
... Dear , they durst not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends . In few , they hurried us aboard a bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where ...
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... dear mistress , The sun will set , before I shall discharge What I must strive to do . Mir . If you'll sit down , I'll bear your logs the while : Pray , give me that ; I'll carry it to the pile . Fer . No , precious creature : I had ...
... dear mistress , The sun will set , before I shall discharge What I must strive to do . Mir . If you'll sit down , I'll bear your logs the while : Pray , give me that ; I'll carry it to the pile . Fer . No , precious creature : I had ...
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... dear son Ferdinand . Pro . I am woe for't , sir . Alen . Irreparable is the loss ; and patience Says , it is past her cure . Pre . I rather think , You have not sought her help ; of whose soft grace , For the like loss , I have her ...
... dear son Ferdinand . Pro . I am woe for't , sir . Alen . Irreparable is the loss ; and patience Says , it is past her cure . Pre . I rather think , You have not sought her help ; of whose soft grace , For the like loss , I have her ...
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... dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible , disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it , as signior Benedick ? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain , if you come in her presence . Bene . Then ...
... dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible , disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it , as signior Benedick ? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain , if you come in her presence . Bene . Then ...
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... dear friend to a common stale . Leon . Are these things spoken ? or do I but dream ? D. John . Sir , they are spoken , and these things are true . Bene . This looks not like a nuptial . Hero . Claud . Leonato , stand I here ? True , O ...
... dear friend to a common stale . Leon . Are these things spoken ? or do I but dream ? D. John . Sir , they are spoken , and these things are true . Bene . This looks not like a nuptial . Hero . Claud . Leonato , stand I here ? True , O ...
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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...