The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare: With Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Volume 2Harper & brothers, 1871 |
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... word ; We mourn , France smiles ; we lose , they daily get ; All ' long of this vile traitor Somerset . For ere the glass , that now begins to run , Finish the process of his sandy hour , These eyes , that see thee now well coloured ...
... word ; We mourn , France smiles ; we lose , they daily get ; All ' long of this vile traitor Somerset . For ere the glass , that now begins to run , Finish the process of his sandy hour , These eyes , that see thee now well coloured ...
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... words effectual . ' Suff . Well hath your highness seen into this duke ; And , had I first been put to speak my mind ... word occurs again in Act v : — 8 i . e . valuing himself on his high descent . The ' And in my conscience do repute ...
... words effectual . ' Suff . Well hath your highness seen into this duke ; And , had I first been put to speak my mind ... word occurs again in Act v : — 8 i . e . valuing himself on his high descent . The ' And in my conscience do repute ...
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... word sallet was born to do me * good : for , many a time , but for a sallet , my * brain - pan had been cleft with a brown bill ; and , many a time when I have been dry , and bravely marching , it hath served me instead of a quart- pot ...
... word sallet was born to do me * good : for , many a time , but for a sallet , my * brain - pan had been cleft with a brown bill ; and , many a time when I have been dry , and bravely marching , it hath served me instead of a quart- pot ...
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... word I speak , Ye see , I drink the water of mine eyes . Therefore , no more but this : -Henry , your sove- reign , ' Is prisoner to the foe ; his state usurp'd , • His realm a slaughterhouse , his subjects slain , His statutes cancell ...
... word I speak , Ye see , I drink the water of mine eyes . Therefore , no more but this : -Henry , your sove- reign , ' Is prisoner to the foe ; his state usurp'd , • His realm a slaughterhouse , his subjects slain , His statutes cancell ...
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... word male is here used in an uncommon sense , for the male parent : the sweet bird is evidently his son Prince Edward . 4 Peevish , in the language of our ancestors , was used to signify mad or foolish . See note on Comerty of Errors ...
... word male is here used in an uncommon sense , for the male parent : the sweet bird is evidently his son Prince Edward . 4 Peevish , in the language of our ancestors , was used to signify mad or foolish . See note on Comerty of Errors ...
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Achilles Ajax Antony Apem bear blood brother Brutus Cade Cæs Cæsar Cassius Clarence Cleo Cleopatra Coriolanus Cres crown Cymbeline daughter death dost doth duke duke of York Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fool friends Gent give Gloster gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Holinshed honour house of York Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry VI lady Lear live look lord Lucius madam Malone Marcius Mark Antony means ne'er never night noble old copy reads Pandarus peace Pericles play Plutarch poet pray prince queen Rich Richard Rome SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's Somerset soul speak Steevens Suff Suffolk sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Titus Andronicus Troilus Troilus and Cressida unto Warwick word York
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Page 263 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 144 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Page 264 - I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood. I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me. But were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle...
Page 251 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 161 - Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then...
Page 305 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath...
Page 89 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them ; Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity.
Page 318 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 161 - 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.
Page 209 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.