The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Band 7A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... luft The will of my moft feeming - virtuous Queen . Oh Hamlet , what a falling off was there ! From me , whofe love was of that dignity , That it went hand in hand ev'n with the vow I made to her in marriage ; and to decline Upon a ...
... luft The will of my moft feeming - virtuous Queen . Oh Hamlet , what a falling off was there ! From me , whofe love was of that dignity , That it went hand in hand ev'n with the vow I made to her in marriage ; and to decline Upon a ...
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... luft of the blood , and a permiffion of the will . Come , be a man : drown thy felf ? drown cats and blind puppies . I have profeft me thy friend , and I confefs me knit to thy deferving with cables of perdu- rable toughness . I could ...
... luft of the blood , and a permiffion of the will . Come , be a man : drown thy felf ? drown cats and blind puppies . I have profeft me thy friend , and I confefs me knit to thy deferving with cables of perdu- rable toughness . I could ...
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... luft , and foul thoughts . They met fo near with their lips , that their breaths embrac'd together . Villanous thoughts , Rodorigo ! when theft mutualities fo marfhal the way , hard at hand comes the mafter and main exercife , th ...
... luft , and foul thoughts . They met fo near with their lips , that their breaths embrac'd together . Villanous thoughts , Rodorigo ! when theft mutualities fo marfhal the way , hard at hand comes the mafter and main exercife , th ...
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... repeals him for her body's luft : And by how much fhe ftrives to do him good , She fhall undo her credit with the Moor . So will I turn her virtue into Pitch ; ந And And out of her own goodness make the net , 424 OTHELLO , the.
... repeals him for her body's luft : And by how much fhe ftrives to do him good , She fhall undo her credit with the Moor . So will I turn her virtue into Pitch ; ந And And out of her own goodness make the net , 424 OTHELLO , the.
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... luft ? I faw't not , thought it not , it harm'd not me ; I flept the next night well ; was free , and merry ; I found not Caffio's kiffes on her lips : He , that is robb'd , not wanting what is ftol'n , Let him not know't , and he's not ...
... luft ? I faw't not , thought it not , it harm'd not me ; I flept the next night well ; was free , and merry ; I found not Caffio's kiffes on her lips : He , that is robb'd , not wanting what is ftol'n , Let him not know't , and he's not ...
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Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Calchas call'd Capulet Clown death Desdemona Diomede doft doth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair falfe fame father feems felf fhall fhew fhould firft flain fleep fome foul fpeak ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword give Hamlet hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honeft honour houſe i'th Iago is't Juliet King lady Laer Laertes laft lord Menelaus moft moſt muft murther muſt Neft night Nurfe Nurſe Othello Paffage Pandarus Patroclus Poet Polonius Pope pray Priam purpoſe Quarto Queen Reaſon Rodorigo Romeo Senfe Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther there's theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art Troi Troilus Tybalt uſe whofe wife William Shakespeare word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 281 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
Seite 251 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Seite 292 - ... 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 327 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Seite 170 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Seite 443 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Seite 247 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Seite 154 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Seite 274 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.