The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Band 8G. Bell, 1875 |
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... looks through his eyes ! So should he look , that seems to speak things strangel1 . Rosse . God save the king ! Dun . Whence cam'st thou , worthy thane ? Rosse . From Fife , great king ; Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky 12 And ...
... looks through his eyes ! So should he look , that seems to speak things strangel1 . Rosse . God save the king ! Dun . Whence cam'st thou , worthy thane ? Rosse . From Fife , great king ; Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky 12 And ...
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... Look what I have . 2 Witch . Show me , show me . 1 Witch . Here I have a pilot's thumb , Wrack'd , as homeward he did come . [ Drum within 3 Witch . A drum , a drum ; Macheth doth come . All . The weird sisters , hand in hand , supplied ...
... Look what I have . 2 Witch . Show me , show me . 1 Witch . Here I have a pilot's thumb , Wrack'd , as homeward he did come . [ Drum within 3 Witch . A drum , a drum ; Macheth doth come . All . The weird sisters , hand in hand , supplied ...
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... look not like the inhabitants o ' the earth , And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me , By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips : - You should be women , And ...
... look not like the inhabitants o ' the earth , And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me , By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips : - You should be women , And ...
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... 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 . 1 Witch . Hail ! 2 Witch . Hail ! 3 Witch . Hail ! 1 Witch . Lesser than ...
... 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 . 1 Witch . Hail ! 2 Witch . Hail ! 3 Witch . Hail ! 1 Witch . Lesser than ...
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... Look , how our partner's rapt . Mach . If chance will have me king , why , chance may crown me , Without my stir . Ban . New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould , But with the aid of use . 18 As ...
... Look , how our partner's rapt . Mach . If chance will have me king , why , chance may crown me , Without my stir . Ban . New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould , But with the aid of use . 18 As ...
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Banquo blood called Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Denmark devil dost doth Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance folio reads Fool Fortinbras Gent gentleman Gentlemen of Verona Ghost give Gloster Goneril grace Guil Hamlet hand hast hath hear heart heaven Holinshed honour Horatio is't Julius Cæsar Kent King Henry King Lear knave Lady Laer Laertes Lear letter look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam Malone means murder nature night noble old copy reads omitted Ophelia Othello passage play poet poison'd POLONIUS poor pray quarto of 1603 quartos read Queen Regan Rosse SCENE sense Shakespeare signifies sister sleep soul speak speech spirit Steevens Stew sword tell thane thee There's thine thing thought villain Winter's Tale Witch word
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Seite 17 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Seite 229 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law : but 'tis not so above ; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Seite 234 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Seite 209 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Seite 134 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of...
Seite 251 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Seite 211 - 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.
Seite 209 - ... 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.
Seite 153 - Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd, Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again. What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Seite 322 - Lear. Let it be so, — thy truth, then, be thy dower : For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And, as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee, from this, for ever.