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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And , here I swear by all the Roman gods , ( Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn fo bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymeneus stands , ) I will.not re - falute the streets of Rome , Or climb my palace ...
And , here I swear by all the Roman gods , ( Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn fo bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymeneus stands , ) I will.not re - falute the streets of Rome , Or climb my palace ...
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... That have their alms out of the Empress ' chest . Enter TAMORA . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boaft ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush , The snake TITUS ANDRONICUS . 31.
... That have their alms out of the Empress ' chest . Enter TAMORA . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'st thou sad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boaft ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush , The snake TITUS ANDRONICUS . 31.
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But in what sense can these things be called a painted hope ? What image or idea does this expreslion give ? The ingenious Mr Warburton fure . pished me with the emendation I have inserted in the text , - And with that painted cope ...
But in what sense can these things be called a painted hope ? What image or idea does this expreslion give ? The ingenious Mr Warburton fure . pished me with the emendation I have inserted in the text , - And with that painted cope ...
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Tis prefent death I beg ; and one thing more , That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : O , keep me from their worse than killing luit , And tumble me into fome loathfome pit , Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this ...
Tis prefent death I beg ; and one thing more , That womanhood denies my tongue to tell : O , keep me from their worse than killing luit , And tumble me into fome loathfome pit , Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this ...
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... look down into the den , And see a fearful sight of blood and death . Quin . Aaron is gone ; and my compassionats hea : t Will not permit my eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by surmise : o tell TITUS ANDRONICUS .
... look down into the den , And see a fearful sight of blood and death . Quin . Aaron is gone ; and my compassionats hea : t Will not permit my eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by surmise : o tell TITUS ANDRONICUS .
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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?