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Come back , fool ; this is the duke of Suffolk , and not my lord protector . Suff .
How now , fellow ? wouldst any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my lord , pardon
me ! I took ye for my lord protector . Q . Mar . [ Reading the superscription . ) To
my lord ...
Come back , fool ; this is the duke of Suffolk , and not my lord protector . Suff .
How now , fellow ? wouldst any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my lord , pardon
me ! I took ye for my lord protector . Q . Mar . [ Reading the superscription . ) To
my lord ...
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... Have now the fatal object in my eye , Where my poor young was limed , was
caught , and killed . Glo . Why , what a peevish fool was that of Crete , That taught
his son the office of a fowl ? And yet , for all his wings , the fool was drowned .
... Have now the fatal object in my eye , Where my poor young was limed , was
caught , and killed . Glo . Why , what a peevish fool was that of Crete , That taught
his son the office of a fowl ? And yet , for all his wings , the fool was drowned .
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Why strew ' st thou sugar on that bottled spider , Whose deadly web ensnareth
thee about ? Fool , fool ! thou whet ' st a knife to kill thyself . The day will come ,
that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this poisonous , bunch - backed
toad .
Why strew ' st thou sugar on that bottled spider , Whose deadly web ensnareth
thee about ? Fool , fool ! thou whet ' st a knife to kill thyself . The day will come ,
that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this poisonous , bunch - backed
toad .
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When he wakes ! why , fool , he shall never wake until the great judgment day . 1
Murd . Why , then he ' ll say , we stabbed him sleeping . 2 Murd . The urging of
that word , judgment , hath bred a kind of remorse in me . 1 Murd . What ? art thou
...
When he wakes ! why , fool , he shall never wake until the great judgment day . 1
Murd . Why , then he ' ll say , we stabbed him sleeping . 2 Murd . The urging of
that word , judgment , hath bred a kind of remorse in me . 1 Murd . What ? art thou
...
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Relenting fool , and shallow , changing — woman ! How now ? what news ?
Enter RATCLIFF ; CATESBY following . Rat . Most mighty sovereign , on the
western coast Rideth a puissant navy ; to the shore Throng many doubtful ,
hollow ...
Relenting fool , and shallow , changing — woman ! How now ? what news ?
Enter RATCLIFF ; CATESBY following . Rat . Most mighty sovereign , on the
western coast Rideth a puissant navy ; to the shore Throng many doubtful ,
hollow ...
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Seite 597 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Seite 305 - 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 611 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff : Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Seite 347 - In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or, rather, right and wrong (Between whose endless jar justice resides) Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Seite 163 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover.
Seite 246 - What, do I fear myself ? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No ; — yes, I am : Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why, — Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself ? Alack, I love myself. Wherefore ? for any good That I myself have done unto myself ? O, no ! alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself ! 1 am a villain : yet I lie, I am not.
Seite 113 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Seite 347 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad : But when the planets In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Seite 611 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, (For Brutus is an honorable man ; So are they all, all honorable 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 honorable man.
Seite 614 - 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.
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| Titel | The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary ... Band 3 von The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Verlag | Hogan & Thompson, 1851 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 5. Febr. 2008 |
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