Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Band 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... look once in the face . Bad . Is Talbot flain ? then I will flay myself , For living idly here , in pomp and ease , Whilst fuch a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his daftard foe - men is betray'd . 3 M. O no , he lives ; but is took ...
... look once in the face . Bad . Is Talbot flain ? then I will flay myself , For living idly here , in pomp and ease , Whilst fuch a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his daftard foe - men is betray'd . 3 M. O no , he lives ; but is took ...
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... look in , the fight will much delight thee.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , and Sir William Glanfdale , Let me have your exprefs opinions , 30 Where is best place to make our battery next . Gar . I think , at the north gate : for there ftand ...
... look in , the fight will much delight thee.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , and Sir William Glanfdale , Let me have your exprefs opinions , 30 Where is best place to make our battery next . Gar . I think , at the north gate : for there ftand ...
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... look with fear , as witnessing The truth on our fide . Som . No , Plantagenet , ' Tis not for fear ; but anger - that thy cheeks Blush for pure fhame , to counterfeit our rofes ; And yet thy tongue will not confefs thy error . Plant ...
... look with fear , as witnessing The truth on our fide . Som . No , Plantagenet , ' Tis not for fear ; but anger - that thy cheeks Blush for pure fhame , to counterfeit our rofes ; And yet thy tongue will not confefs thy error . Plant ...
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... Look on thy country , look on fertile 25 And fee the cities and the towns defac'd [ France , By wafting ruin of the cruel foe ! As looks the mother on her lowly babe , When death doth close his tender dying eyes , See , fee , the pining ...
... Look on thy country , look on fertile 25 And fee the cities and the towns defac'd [ France , By wafting ruin of the cruel foe ! As looks the mother on her lowly babe , When death doth close his tender dying eyes , See , fee , the pining ...
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... look , thyfelf be faultlefs , thou wert beft . Glo . Madam , for myself , to heaven I do appeal , How I have lov'd my king , and common - weal : And , for my wife , I know not how it stands ; Sorry I am to hear what I have heard : Noble ...
... look , thyfelf be faultlefs , thou wert beft . Glo . Madam , for myself , to heaven I do appeal , How I have lov'd my king , and common - weal : And , for my wife , I know not how it stands ; Sorry I am to hear what I have heard : Noble ...
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Seite 753 - 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.
Seite 741 - 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.
Seite 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Seite 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Seite 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Seite 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Seite 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Seite 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.