The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 1Macmillan, 1864 - 1079 pages |
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... heart . Poor souls , they perish'd . Had I been any god of power , I would Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere It should the good ship so have swallow'd and The fraughting souls within her . Be collected : No more amazement : tell ...
... heart . Poor souls , they perish'd . Had I been any god of power , I would Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere It should the good ship so have swallow'd and The fraughting souls within her . Be collected : No more amazement : tell ...
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... heart . Host . I perceive you delight not in music . Jul . Not a whit , when it jars so . Host . Hark , what fine ... heart's truth , You would quickly learn to know him by his voice . 90 Sil . Sir Proteus , as I take it . Pro . Sir ...
... heart . Host . I perceive you delight not in music . Jul . Not a whit , when it jars so . Host . Hark , what fine ... heart's truth , You would quickly learn to know him by his voice . 90 Sil . Sir Proteus , as I take it . Pro . Sir ...
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... heart , la ! with my heart . Page . Sir , I thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good Master Slender . 90 Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , sir ? I heard say he was outrun on ...
... heart , la ! with my heart . Page . Sir , I thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good Master Slender . 90 Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , sir ? I heard say he was outrun on ...
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... heart he hath : a woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart . But yet I would my master had Mistress Anne ; or I would Master Slender had her ; or , in sooth , I would Master Fenton had her : I will do what I can for ...
... heart he hath : a woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart . But yet I would my master had Mistress Anne ; or I would Master Slender had her ; or , in sooth , I would Master Fenton had her : I will do what I can for ...
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... heart's dearer heart , 10 My food , my fortune and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I am thee . Thee will I ...
... heart's dearer heart , 10 My food , my fortune and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I am thee . Thee will I ...
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Page 192 - I am a Jew : Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Page 355 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 202 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
Page 370 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Page 184 - 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 210 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than- the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 456 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Page 214 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...