The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With Explanatory Notes. To which is Added a Copious Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words, Volume 1 |
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This passion , and the death of a dear friend , Tongue , not a word :would go near
to make a man look sad . “ Come , trusty sword ; Hip . Beshrew my heart , but I
pity the man . “ Come , blade , my breast imbrue : Pyr . “ O , wherefore , nature ...
This passion , and the death of a dear friend , Tongue , not a word :would go near
to make a man look sad . “ Come , trusty sword ; Hip . Beshrew my heart , but I
pity the man . “ Come , blade , my breast imbrue : Pyr . “ O , wherefore , nature ...
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In his tongue . ( Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well ) Pet . Whose tongue
? Thou must be married to no man but me ... What , with my tongue in your tail ?
nay And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Good Kate ; I am a gentleman .
In his tongue . ( Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well ) Pet . Whose tongue
? Thou must be married to no man but me ... What , with my tongue in your tail ?
nay And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Good Kate ; I am a gentleman .
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Tongue , I must put Soldiers in ambush . you intoa butter - woman's mouth and
buy anothers Lord . IIE can come no other way but by this of Bajazet's mule , if
you prattle me into these herige ' corner : When you saliy upperils . on him ,
speak ...
Tongue , I must put Soldiers in ambush . you intoa butter - woman's mouth and
buy anothers Lord . IIE can come no other way but by this of Bajazet's mule , if
you prattle me into these herige ' corner : When you saliy upperils . on him ,
speak ...
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Is prisoner to your son : O such a day , Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy
cheek So fought , so follow'd , and so fairly won , 20 Is apter than thy tongue to tell
thy errand . Came not , ' till now , to dignify the times , Even such a man , so faint ...
Is prisoner to your son : O such a day , Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy
cheek So fought , so follow'd , and so fairly won , 20 Is apter than thy tongue to tell
thy errand . Came not , ' till now , to dignify the times , Even such a man , so faint ...
Page 539
What says she , fair one ? that the village of it ; I will have it all mine : and , Kate ,
tongues of men are full of deceit ? ... I'faith , Kate , my wooing is fit for thy which , I
am sure , will hang upon my tongue like understanding : 1 am glad , thou canst ...
What says she , fair one ? that the village of it ; I will have it all mine : and , Kate ,
tongues of men are full of deceit ? ... I'faith , Kate , my wooing is fit for thy which , I
am sure , will hang upon my tongue like understanding : 1 am glad , thou canst ...
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Page 403 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 10 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
Page 401 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 368 - 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 369 - Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Page 216 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 520 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon: let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Page 201 - About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug, For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well, then, it now appears you need my help. Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have moneys...
Page 520 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...