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When the soul , resting , as it were , under the willows of exile , breathes out its longings for its distant home , the prevailing character of its songs must be melancholy . Hence the poetry of the ancients was the poetry of enjoyment ...
When the soul , resting , as it were , under the willows of exile , breathes out its longings for its distant home , the prevailing character of its songs must be melancholy . Hence the poetry of the ancients was the poetry of enjoyment ...
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... pass'd in probation with you , How you were borne in hand ; ? how cross'd ; the instruments ; Who wrought with them ; and all things else , that might , To half a soul , and to a notion craz'd , Say , Thus did Banquo . i Mur .
... pass'd in probation with you , How you were borne in hand ; ? how cross'd ; the instruments ; Who wrought with them ; and all things else , that might , To half a soul , and to a notion craz'd , Say , Thus did Banquo . i Mur .
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It is concluded : -Banquo , thy soul's flight , If it find heaven , must find it out to - night . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Room . Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant . Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court ? Serv .
It is concluded : -Banquo , thy soul's flight , If it find heaven , must find it out to - night . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Room . Enter LADY MACBETH and a Servant . Lady M. Is Banquo gone from court ? Serv .
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And even now , To crown my thoughts with acts , be it thought and done : The castle of Macduff I will surprise ; Seize upon Fife ; give to the edge o ' the sword His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls That trace him in his ...
And even now , To crown my thoughts with acts , be it thought and done : The castle of Macduff I will surprise ; Seize upon Fife ; give to the edge o ' the sword His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls That trace him in his ...
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Macduff , this noble passion , Child of integrity , hath from my soul Wip'd the black scruples , reconcil'd my thoughts To thy good truth and honour . Devilish Macbeth By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power ...
Macduff , this noble passion , Child of integrity , hath from my soul Wip'd the black scruples , reconcil'd my thoughts To thy good truth and honour . Devilish Macbeth By many of these trains hath sought to win me Into his power ...
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Page 352 - Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Page 373 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 372 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude , that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Page 159 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Page 22 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 372 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer, — not that I loved Caesar less, but...
Page 22 - Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek...
Page 25 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 113 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 63 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
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| Title | Select plays [5 plays], with notes and an intr. to each play and a life of Shakspeare [by - Howell]. |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Howell |
| Published | 1848 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 11 Oct 2006 |
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