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Oswald , I say Alb . Well , you may fear too far . Gon . Safer than trust : Let me still
take away the harms I fear , Not fear still to be taken . I know his heart : What he
hath utter'd , I have writ my sister ; If she sustain him , and his hundred knights ...
Oswald , I say Alb . Well , you may fear too far . Gon . Safer than trust : Let me still
take away the harms I fear , Not fear still to be taken . I know his heart : What he
hath utter'd , I have writ my sister ; If she sustain him , and his hundred knights ...
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Perhaps , he loves you now ; And now no soil , nor cautel , doth besmirch The
virtue of his will : ? but , you must fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his
own : For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do
...
Perhaps , he loves you now ; And now no soil , nor cautel , doth besmirch The
virtue of his will : ? but , you must fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his
own : For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do
...
Page 58
Yet , though I distrust , Discomfort you , my lord , it nothing must : For women fear
too much , even as they love ; And women's fear and love hold quantity ; In
neither ought , or in extremity , Now , what my love is , proof hath made you know
...
Yet , though I distrust , Discomfort you , my lord , it nothing must : For women fear
too much , even as they love ; And women's fear and love hold quantity ; In
neither ought , or in extremity , Now , what my love is , proof hath made you know
...
Page 51
But pardon me ; I do not , in position , Distinctly speak of her : though I may fear ,
Her will , recoiling to her better judgment , May fall to match you with her country
forms , And ( happily ) repent . Oth . Farewell , farewell : If more thou dost ...
But pardon me ; I do not , in position , Distinctly speak of her : though I may fear ,
Her will , recoiling to her better judgment , May fall to match you with her country
forms , And ( happily ) repent . Oth . Farewell , farewell : If more thou dost ...
Page 84
And yet I fear you ; for you are fatal then , When your eyes roll so : Why I should
fear , I know hot , Since guiltiness I know not ; but yet , I feel , I fear . Oth . Think on
thy sins . Des . They are loves I bear to you . Oth . Ay , and for that thou diest .
And yet I fear you ; for you are fatal then , When your eyes roll so : Why I should
fear , I know hot , Since guiltiness I know not ; but yet , I feel , I fear . Oth . Think on
thy sins . Des . They are loves I bear to you . Oth . Ay , and for that thou diest .
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Page 54 - O! it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Page 48 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this.
Page 24 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Page 22 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man...
Page 27 - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Page 48 - 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 56 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 16 - My very noble and approv'd good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true ; true, I have married her : The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Page 55 - Stain my man's cheeks ! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things,— What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Page 53 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
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| Title | The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volume 8 The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Illustrated by | Isaac Reed |
| Publisher | Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
| Original from | Princeton University |
| Digitized | 22 Feb 2008 |
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