The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Band 12G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet far fairer than you are . Char . He means , in flesh . Iras . No , you shall paint when you are old . Char . Wrinkles forbid ! Alex . Vex not his prescience ; be attentive . 10 ...
... Pray then , foresee me one . Sooth . You shall be yet far fairer than you are . Char . He means , in flesh . Iras . No , you shall paint when you are old . Char . Wrinkles forbid ! Alex . Vex not his prescience ; be attentive . 10 ...
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... Pray you , stand further from me . Ant . Cleo . I know , by that same eye , there's some good news . What says the married woman ? -You may go ; ' Would , she had never given you leave to come ! Let her not say , ' tis I that keep you ...
... Pray you , stand further from me . Ant . Cleo . I know , by that same eye , there's some good news . What says the married woman ? -You may go ; ' Would , she had never given you leave to come ! Let her not say , ' tis I that keep you ...
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... pray you , stir no embers up . Here comes The noble Antony . Enter ANTONY and VENTIDIUS . Eno . And yonder , Cæsar . Enter CESAR , MECENAS , and AGRIPPA . Ant . If we compose well here , to Parthia : Hark you , Ventidius . Cœs . Mecænas ...
... pray you , stir no embers up . Here comes The noble Antony . Enter ANTONY and VENTIDIUS . Eno . And yonder , Cæsar . Enter CESAR , MECENAS , and AGRIPPA . Ant . If we compose well here , to Parthia : Hark you , Ventidius . Cœs . Mecænas ...
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... pray you , hasten Your generals after . Agr . Sir , Mark Antony Will e'en but kiss Octavia , and we'll follow . Lep . Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress , Which will become you both , farewell . Mec . As I conceive the journey ...
... pray you , hasten Your generals after . Agr . Sir , Mark Antony Will e'en but kiss Octavia , and we'll follow . Lep . Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress , Which will become you both , farewell . Mec . As I conceive the journey ...
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... pray you ? And well am like to do ; for , I perceive , Four feasts are toward . Pom . Well ; Let me shake thy hand ; I never hated thee : I have seen thee fight , When I have envied thy behaviour . Eno . Sir , I never lov'd you much ...
... pray you ? And well am like to do ; for , I perceive , Four feasts are toward . Pom . Well ; Let me shake thy hand ; I never hated thee : I have seen thee fight , When I have envied thy behaviour . Eno . Sir , I never lov'd you much ...
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Agrippa Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA ARVIRAGUS Belarius blood Britain Britons brother burgonet Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cloten Cœs Cymbeline dead death do't Dolabella doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Iras is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar king lady leigers Leonatus Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messenger mistress never noble o'the Octa Octavia on't Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Proculeius queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Sextus Pompeius Shakspeare Sold soldier speak STEEVENS strange sword tell thee There's thine thing Thou art thou hast villain WARBURTON What's word
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Seite 42 - The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It...
Seite 24 - It hath been taught us from the primal state That he which is was wish'd until he were; And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd till ne'er worth love, Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common body, Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Seite 271 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 267 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st : In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf 'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Seite 149 - With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak, That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass Unpolicied ! CHAR. O eastern star ! CLEO. Peace, peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep ? CHAR.
Seite 269 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Seite 148 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act...
Seite 152 - Take up her bed, And bear her women from the monument:— She shall be buried by her Antony: No grave upon the earth shall clip in it A pair so famous. High events as these Strike those that make them; and their story is No less in pity than his glory which Brought them to be lamented.
Seite 318 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ; The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Seite 238 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; * whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states,1 Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.