The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 1Jewett, 1857 |
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... eyes of Troilus . Ne'er look , ne'er look ; the eagles are gone ; crows and daws , crows and daws ! I had rather be such a man as Troilus , than Agamemnon and all Greece . He offers in another's enterprise : But more in Troilus thousand ...
... eyes of Troilus . Ne'er look , ne'er look ; the eagles are gone ; crows and daws , crows and daws ! I had rather be such a man as Troilus , than Agamemnon and all Greece . He offers in another's enterprise : But more in Troilus thousand ...
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... eyes of other mortals ? Agam . How ? Who in this dull and long - continued truce Is rusty grown ; he bade me take a trumpet , And to this purpose speak ; -Kings , princes , lords ! Ene . Ay : I ask , that I might waken reve- If there be ...
... eyes of other mortals ? Agam . How ? Who in this dull and long - continued truce Is rusty grown ; he bade me take a trumpet , And to this purpose speak ; -Kings , princes , lords ! Ene . Ay : I ask , that I might waken reve- If there be ...
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... eyes : what We'll dress him up in voices : if he fail , are they ? Yet go we under our opinion still , Ulys . What glory our Achilles shares from That we have better men . But , hit or miss , Our project's life this shape of sense ...
... eyes : what We'll dress him up in voices : if he fail , are they ? Yet go we under our opinion still , Ulys . What glory our Achilles shares from That we have better men . But , hit or miss , Our project's life this shape of sense ...
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... eyes , And I will fill them with prophetic tears ! Hect . Peace , sister , peace . Why , brother Hector , Tro . We may not think the justness of each act Such and no other than event doth form it ; Nor once deject the courage of our ...
... eyes , And I will fill them with prophetic tears ! Hect . Peace , sister , peace . Why , brother Hector , Tro . We may not think the justness of each act Such and no other than event doth form it ; Nor once deject the courage of our ...
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... eyes , begin to lose their gloss ; Yea , like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish , Are like to rot untasted . Go and tell him , We come to speak with him : and you shall not sin If you do say we think him over - proud , - And under ...
... eyes , begin to lose their gloss ; Yea , like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish , Are like to rot untasted . Go and tell him , We come to speak with him : and you shall not sin If you do say we think him over - proud , - And under ...
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Page 492 - 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 up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 492 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: 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...
Page 160 - ... 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 490 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you, Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Page 264 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
Page 308 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeit of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves and treachers, by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on...
Page 176 - Give me leave. Here lies the water ; good : here stands the man ; good : If the man go to this water, and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes ; mark you that ? but if the water come to him, and drown him, he drowns not himself: argal, he that is not guilty of his own death, shortens not his own life. 2 Clo. But is this law ? 1 Clo. Ay, marry is 't ; crowner's-quest law. 2 Clo. Will you ha...
Page 348 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Page 364 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Page 404 - No more of that : — I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am : nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice : then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely, but too well ; Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme...