The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 11 |
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... refide in London : and I never heard it so much as intimated , that he had turned his genius to stage - writing before he associated with the players , and became one of their body . However , that he afterwards introduced it anew ...
... refide in London : and I never heard it so much as intimated , that he had turned his genius to stage - writing before he associated with the players , and became one of their body . However , that he afterwards introduced it anew ...
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There greet in filence , as the dead are wont , And sleep in peace , flain in your country's wars : O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many fons of mine halt thou in store , That thou wilt never ...
There greet in filence , as the dead are wont , And sleep in peace , flain in your country's wars : O sacred receptacle of my joys , Sweet cell of virtue and nobility , How many fons of mine halt thou in store , That thou wilt never ...
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Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine : My fons would never fo dishonour me . Traitor , restore Lavinia to the Emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will , but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . Sat.
Nor thou , nor he , are any sons of mine : My fons would never fo dishonour me . Traitor , restore Lavinia to the Emperor . Luc . Dead , if you will , but not to be his wife , That is another's lawful promised love . Sat.
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[ Exeunt . SCENE changes to a defart part of the Forest . Enter AARON alone . Aar . He that had wit , would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it . Let him , that thinks of me fo ...
[ Exeunt . SCENE changes to a defart part of the Forest . Enter AARON alone . Aar . He that had wit , would think that I had none , To bury so much gold under a tree , And never after to inherit it . Let him , that thinks of me fo ...
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Hark , Tamora , ( the Emprefs of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee ) This is the day of doom for Baffianus ; His Philomel must lose her tongue to day ; Thy fons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
Hark , Tamora , ( the Emprefs of my soul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee ) This is the day of doom for Baffianus ; His Philomel must lose her tongue to day ; Thy fons make pillage of her chastity , And wash their ...
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Page 306 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 254 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Page 213 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Page 306 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 254 - And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?