The Works of Shakespear: King Lear. Timon of Athens. Titus Andronicus. MacbethRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... still take away the harms I fear , Not fear ftill to be harm'd . I know his heart ; What he hath utter'd , I have writ my fifter ; If fhe'll fuftain him and his hundred Knights , When I have fhew'd th'unfitnefs- How now , Ofwald ? Enter ...
... still take away the harms I fear , Not fear ftill to be harm'd . I know his heart ; What he hath utter'd , I have writ my fifter ; If fhe'll fuftain him and his hundred Knights , When I have fhew'd th'unfitnefs- How now , Ofwald ? Enter ...
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... Still through the hawthorn blows the cold wind : fays fuum , mun , nonny , dolphin my boy , boy , Seffey : let him trot by . [ Storm ftill . Lear . Thou wert better in thy grave , than to an- fwer with thy uncover'd body this extremity ...
... Still through the hawthorn blows the cold wind : fays fuum , mun , nonny , dolphin my boy , boy , Seffey : let him trot by . [ Storm ftill . Lear . Thou wert better in thy grave , than to an- fwer with thy uncover'd body this extremity ...
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... still . How fearful And dizzy ' tis , to caft one's eyes fo low ! The crows and choughs , that wing the midway air , Shew scarce fo grofs as beetles . Half way down Hangs one , that gathers Samphire ; dreadful trade !! Methinks , he ...
... still . How fearful And dizzy ' tis , to caft one's eyes fo low ! The crows and choughs , that wing the midway air , Shew scarce fo grofs as beetles . Half way down Hangs one , that gathers Samphire ; dreadful trade !! Methinks , he ...
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... Still , ftill , far wide- Phyf . He's fcarce awake , let him alone a while . Lear . Where have I been ? where am I ? fair day- light ? I'm mightily abus'd ; I fhould even die with Pity , To fee another thus . I know not what to say ; I ...
... Still , ftill , far wide- Phyf . He's fcarce awake , let him alone a while . Lear . Where have I been ? where am I ? fair day- light ? I'm mightily abus'd ; I fhould even die with Pity , To fee another thus . I know not what to say ; I ...
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... the City . Enter a Senator . SENATOR . ND late , five thoufand : to Varro and to Ifidore A He owes nine thoufand , befides my former sum ; five Which makes it five and twenty . Still in motion Which TIMON of ATHENS . 133 3 ...
... the City . Enter a Senator . SENATOR . ND late , five thoufand : to Varro and to Ifidore A He owes nine thoufand , befides my former sum ; five Which makes it five and twenty . Still in motion Which TIMON of ATHENS . 133 3 ...
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Page 300 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Page 280 - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
Page 311 - Come, seeling* night. Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Page 96 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 89 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Page 294 - He is about it: The doors are open ; and the surfeited grooms Do mock their charge with snores: I have drugg'd their possets, That death and nature do contend about them, Whether they live or die.
Page 8 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.
Page 63 - Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings! come, unbutton here.
Page 101 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Page 53 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.