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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( 4 ) The self same gods that armed the Queen of With opportunity of sharp revenge [ Troy Upon the Thracian tyrant in her tent , May favour Tamora , the Queen of Goths , ( When Goths were Goths , and Tamora was Queen ) To quit her ...
( 4 ) The self same gods that armed the Queen of With opportunity of sharp revenge [ Troy Upon the Thracian tyrant in her tent , May favour Tamora , the Queen of Goths , ( When Goths were Goths , and Tamora was Queen ) To quit her ...
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What , Madam ! be dishonoured openly , And bafely pat it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my Lord ; the gods of Rome foreI should be author to dishonour you ! [ fend But , on mine honour , dare I undertake For good Lord Titus ...
What , Madam ! be dishonoured openly , And bafely pat it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my Lord ; the gods of Rome foreI should be author to dishonour you ! [ fend But , on mine honour , dare I undertake For good Lord Titus ...
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That for her love such quarrels may be broached , Without controulment , justice , or revenge ? Young Lords , beware -- and should the Empress know This discord's ground , the music would not please . Chi . I care not , 1 , knew she and ...
That for her love such quarrels may be broached , Without controulment , justice , or revenge ? Young Lords , beware -- and should the Empress know This discord's ground , the music would not please . Chi . I care not , 1 , knew she and ...
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... death in my hand ; Blood and revenge are hammering in my head . 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 ...
... death in my hand ; Blood and revenge are hammering in my head . 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 ...
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... and all the bitterest terms That ever ear did hear to such effect . And had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on ine had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life ; 34 TITUS ANDRONICU S.
... and all the bitterest terms That ever ear did hear to such effect . And had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on ine had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life ; 34 TITUS ANDRONICU S.
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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?