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... fortunes . Cor . Good my lord , You have begot me , bred me , lov'd me . I Return thofe duties back , as are right fit ; Obey you , love you , and moft honour you . Why have my fifters hufbands , if they fay , They love you , all ...
... fortunes . Cor . Good my lord , You have begot me , bred me , lov'd me . I Return thofe duties back , as are right fit ; Obey you , love you , and moft honour you . Why have my fifters hufbands , if they fay , They love you , all ...
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... fortune are his love , I fhall not be his wife . France . Fairest Cordelia , that art moft rich , being poor , Moft choice , forfaken ; and moft lov'd , defpis'd ! Thee and thy virtues here I feize upon : Be't lawful , I take up what's ...
... fortune are his love , I fhall not be his wife . France . Fairest Cordelia , that art moft rich , being poor , Moft choice , forfaken ; and moft lov'd , defpis'd ! Thee and thy virtues here I feize upon : Be't lawful , I take up what's ...
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... fortune's alms ; you have obedience scanted , And well are worth the Want that you have wanted . ( 2 ) Cor . Time fhall unfold what plaited cunning hides , Who covers faults , at laft with fhame derides . Well may you profper ! France ...
... fortune's alms ; you have obedience scanted , And well are worth the Want that you have wanted . ( 2 ) Cor . Time fhall unfold what plaited cunning hides , Who covers faults , at laft with fhame derides . Well may you profper ! France ...
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... fortunes from us , ' till our oldness cannot relish them . I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppreffion of aged tyranny ; which ways , not as it hath power , but as it is fuffered . Come to me , that of this I may speak ...
... fortunes from us , ' till our oldness cannot relish them . I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppreffion of aged tyranny ; which ways , not as it hath power , but as it is fuffered . Come to me , that of this I may speak ...
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... fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) we make guilty of our difafters , the fun , the moon and ftars ; as if we were villains on neceffity ; fools , by heavenly compulfion ; knaves , thieves , foois , King LEA R. 17 make ...
... fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) we make guilty of our difafters , the fun , the moon and ftars ; as if we were villains on neceffity ; fools , by heavenly compulfion ; knaves , thieves , foois , King LEA R. 17 make ...
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Seite 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Seite 279 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange -matters: — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it...
Seite 280 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Seite 277 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Seite 459 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Seite 55 - Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, And make them keep their caves: since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard : man's nature cannot carry The affliction nor the fear.
Seite 282 - 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?
Seite 331 - I have liv'd long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear , the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age , As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have...
Seite 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Seite 285 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.