Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1874 - 778 Seiten |
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... things will strive to dwell with ' t . Act i . Sc . 2 . A very ancient and fish - like smell . Act ii . Sc . 2 . Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows . Act ii . Sc . 2 . Fer . Here's my hand . Mir . And mine , with my heart in ...
... things will strive to dwell with ' t . Act i . Sc . 2 . A very ancient and fish - like smell . Act ii . Sc . 2 . Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows . Act ii . Sc . 2 . Fer . Here's my hand . Mir . And mine , with my heart in ...
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... things , Save in the office and affairs of love : Therefore , all hearts in love use their own tongues : Let every ... thing constant never . One foot in sea and one on shore ; Act ii . Sc . 3 . Act ii . Sc . 3 . Sits the wind in that ...
... things , Save in the office and affairs of love : Therefore , all hearts in love use their own tongues : Let every ... thing constant never . One foot in sea and one on shore ; Act ii . Sc . 3 . Act ii . Sc . 3 . Sits the wind in that ...
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... things unknown , the poet's pen Turns them to shapes , and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name . Act v . Sc . I. That is the true beginning of our end . Act v . Sc . I. The best in this kind are but shadows . Act v . Sc ...
... things unknown , the poet's pen Turns them to shapes , and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name . Act v . Sc . I. That is the true beginning of our end . Act v . Sc . I. The best in this kind are but shadows . Act v . Sc ...
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... things proceed , The place is dignified by th ' doer's deed . Act ii . Sc . 3 . The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill together . Whose words all ears took captive . Praising what is lost Act iv . Sc . 3 . Act v . Sc ...
... things proceed , The place is dignified by th ' doer's deed . Act ii . Sc . 3 . The web of our life is of a mingled yarn , good and ill together . Whose words all ears took captive . Praising what is lost Act iv . Sc . 3 . Act v . Sc ...
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... things evil , Would men observingly distil it out . Act iv . Sc . I. Every subject's duty is the king's ; but every subject's soul is his own . Act iv . Sc . I. That's a perilous shot out of an elder gun . Act iv . Sc . I. Gets him to ...
... things evil , Would men observingly distil it out . Act iv . Sc . I. Every subject's duty is the king's ; but every subject's soul is his own . Act iv . Sc . I. That's a perilous shot out of an elder gun . Act iv . Sc . I. Gets him to ...
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Seite 345 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Seite 90 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Seite 202 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out...
Seite 73 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Seite 92 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Seite 37 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Seite 116 - 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 50 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 72 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 104 - t that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice ; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy ; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous, chief in that.