The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq., with Glossarial Notes and a Sketch of the Life of Shakespeare, Volume 2M'Carty & Davis, and H.C. Carey & I. Lea, 1824 |
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... O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . In Sal . Yet tell'st thou not , how thou wert enter- tain'd . Tal . With scoffs , and scorns , and ...
... O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . In Sal . Yet tell'st thou not , how thou wert enter- tain'd . Tal . With scoffs , and scorns , and ...
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... o'the church , As stout , and proud , as he were lord of all , - * Swear like a ruffian , and demean himself Unlike the ruler of a common - weal.- Warwick , my son , the comfort of my age ! Thy deeds , thy plainness , and thy house ...
... o'the church , As stout , and proud , as he were lord of all , - * Swear like a ruffian , and demean himself Unlike the ruler of a common - weal.- Warwick , my son , the comfort of my age ! Thy deeds , thy plainness , and thy house ...
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... O , the devil - there the villain stopp'd ; When Dighton thus told on , -we smothered The most replenished sweet work of nature , That , from the prime creation , e'er she fram'd . Hence both are gone with conscience and remorse , They ...
... O , the devil - there the villain stopp'd ; When Dighton thus told on , -we smothered The most replenished sweet work of nature , That , from the prime creation , e'er she fram'd . Hence both are gone with conscience and remorse , They ...
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... o'the beneficial sun , And keep it from the earth . Surely , sir , upon Nor . There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends : For , being not propp'd by ancestry ( whose grace Chalks successors their way , ) nor call'd For high feats ...
... o'the beneficial sun , And keep it from the earth . Surely , sir , upon Nor . There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends : For , being not propp'd by ancestry ( whose grace Chalks successors their way , ) nor call'd For high feats ...
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... o'the Chartreux . Buck . O , Nicholas Hopkins ? Bran . He . Buck . My surveyor is false ; the o'er - great car- dinal cardinal The articles o'the combination drew , As himself pleas'd ; and they were ratified , As he cried , Thus let be ...
... o'the Chartreux . Buck . O , Nicholas Hopkins ? Bran . He . Buck . My surveyor is false ; the o'er - great car- dinal cardinal The articles o'the combination drew , As himself pleas'd ; and they were ratified , As he cried , Thus let be ...
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Achilles Ajax Alarum Antony Apem Apemantus art thou bear blood brother Brutus Cæsar Cassio Cleo Coriolanus Cres crown Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Desdemona Diomed dost doth duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fool friends Gent give Gloster gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iago Julius Cæsar Kent king lady Laertes Lear live look lord Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony ne'er never night noble o'the Othello Pandarus Patroclus peace Pericles poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Rich Rome Romeo SCENE soldiers Somerset soul speak stand Suff Suffolk sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon tongue Troilus Tybalt unto villain Warwick weep What's wilt words York
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Page 428 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that neither having the accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 429 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 129 - 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 431 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 453 - scapes i' the imminent, deadly breach ; Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history, Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven. It was my hint to speak, such was the process ; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Page 235 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Page 307 - This play has many just sentiments, some natural dialogues, and some pleasing scenes, but they are obtained at the expense of much incongruity. To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
Page 418 - Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.
Page 225 - 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 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 239 - I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold ; If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth ; I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart ; Strike, as thou didst at Caesar ; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.