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Page 72
And yet runn'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; Ang . Plainly conceive , I love
you . For all the accommodations that thou bear'st , Isab . My brother did love
Juliet ; and you tell me , Are nurs'd by baseness : Thou art by no means val .
And yet runn'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; Ang . Plainly conceive , I love
you . For all the accommodations that thou bear'st , Isab . My brother did love
Juliet ; and you tell me , Are nurs'd by baseness : Thou art by no means val .
Page 272
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep ; Clown . If it be thus to dream , still let me
sleep ! WILL you inake me believe , that I am not sent for Oli . Nay , come , I
proythee : ' Would , thou'dst be you ? ruld by me ! Scb . Go to , go to , thou art a
foolish ...
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep ; Clown . If it be thus to dream , still let me
sleep ! WILL you inake me believe , that I am not sent for Oli . Nay , come , I
proythee : ' Would , thou'dst be you ? ruld by me ! Scb . Go to , go to , thou art a
foolish ...
Page 686
Not by his breath , that is mn.e miserable . didst thou ever know unthrift , that was
beloved after Thou art a slave , whom Fortune's tender arm his incans ? With
favour never clasp'd ; but bred a dog . Tim . Who , without those means thon
talkest ...
Not by his breath , that is mn.e miserable . didst thou ever know unthrift , that was
beloved after Thou art a slave , whom Fortune's tender arm his incans ? With
favour never clasp'd ; but bred a dog . Tim . Who , without those means thon
talkest ...
Page 835
You nimble lightnings , dart your blinding We'll no more meet , vo more se one
another :flames But yet thou art my fesh , my blood , my daughter ; Into ber
scornful ores ! Infect her beauty , Or , rather , a disease that's in my flesh , You fen
...
You nimble lightnings , dart your blinding We'll no more meet , vo more se one
another :flames But yet thou art my fesh , my blood , my daughter ; Into ber
scornful ores ! Infect her beauty , Or , rather , a disease that's in my flesh , You fen
...
Page 849
Maugre thy strength , youth , place , and eminence , All . Stay yet ; hear reason : –
Edmund , I arrest thee Despite thy victor - sword , and fire - new fortune , On
capital treason ; and , in thy arrest , Thy valour , and thy heart , -thou art a traitor :
This ...
Maugre thy strength , youth , place , and eminence , All . Stay yet ; hear reason : –
Edmund , I arrest thee Despite thy victor - sword , and fire - new fortune , On
capital treason ; and , in thy arrest , Thy valour , and thy heart , -thou art a traitor :
This ...
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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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