The plays and poems of William Shakespeare, ed. by J.P. Collier, Band 5 |
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... hand on his dagger , Another spread on ' s breast , mounting his eyes , He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenor Was , were he evil us'd , he would out - go His father , by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose . K ...
... hand on his dagger , Another spread on ' s breast , mounting his eyes , He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenor Was , were he evil us'd , he would out - go His father , by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose . K ...
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... hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us : His dews fall every where . Cham . No doubt he's noble ; He had a black mouth that said other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal in him Sparing would show a worse sin than ...
... hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us : His dews fall every where . Cham . No doubt he's noble ; He had a black mouth that said other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal in him Sparing would show a worse sin than ...
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... hand I ever touch'd . O , beauty ! Till now I never knew thee . [ Music . Dance . Wol . My lord , — Cham . Your grace ? Wol . Pray tell them thus much from me . There should be one amongst them , by his person More worthy this place ...
... hand I ever touch'd . O , beauty ! Till now I never knew thee . [ Music . Dance . Wol . My lord , — Cham . Your grace ? Wol . Pray tell them thus much from me . There should be one amongst them , by his person More worthy this place ...
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... hand I tender my commission ; by whose virtue , ( The court of Rome commanding ) you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me , their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . K. Hen . Two equal men . The queen shall ...
... hand I tender my commission ; by whose virtue , ( The court of Rome commanding ) you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me , their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . K. Hen . Two equal men . The queen shall ...
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... hand has rais'd me . K. Hen . Come hither , Gardiner . [ They walk and converse apart . Cam . My lord of York , was not one doctor Pace In this man's place before him ? Wol . Cam . Was he not held a learned man ? Wol . Yes , he was ...
... hand has rais'd me . K. Hen . Come hither , Gardiner . [ They walk and converse apart . Cam . My lord of York , was not one doctor Pace In this man's place before him ? Wol . Cam . Was he not held a learned man ? Wol . Yes , he was ...
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Seite 59 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Seite 81 - 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 22 - Amidst the other; whose medicinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad.
Seite 63 - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Seite 3 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Seite 23 - Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then every thing includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite ; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Seite 22 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Seite 81 - I am fallen indeed. CROM. How does your grace ? WOL. Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Seite 23 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows ! each thing meets 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. Then everything...
Seite 73 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done: perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way; For honour travels in a strait so narrow Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path...