The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... thou in ftore , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudeft prifoner of the Goths , That we may hew his limbs , and on a pile , Ad manes Fratrum facrifice his flesh , Before this earthly prison of their bones ...
... thou in ftore , That thou wilt never render to me more ! Luc . Give us the proudeft prifoner of the Goths , That we may hew his limbs , and on a pile , Ad manes Fratrum facrifice his flesh , Before this earthly prison of their bones ...
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... thou shalt obtain the empery . Sat. Proud and ambitious Tribune , canft thou tell ? Tit . Patience , prince Saturnine ! Sat. Romans , do me right ! Patricians , draw your fwords , and sheath them not " Till Saturninus be Rome's Emperor ...
... thou shalt obtain the empery . Sat. Proud and ambitious Tribune , canft thou tell ? Tit . Patience , prince Saturnine ! Sat. Romans , do me right ! Patricians , draw your fwords , and sheath them not " Till Saturninus be Rome's Emperor ...
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... thou be pleas'd with this my fudden choice , Behold I chufe thee , Tamora , for my bride , And will create thee Emperefs of Rome . 1 Speak , Queen of Goths , doft thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman Gods , ( Sith ...
... thou be pleas'd with this my fudden choice , Behold I chufe thee , Tamora , for my bride , And will create thee Emperefs of Rome . 1 Speak , Queen of Goths , doft thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman Gods , ( Sith ...
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... thou haft ftruck upon my creft , And with these boys mine honour thou haft wounded . My foes I do repute you every one , So trouble me no more , but get you gone , Luc . He is not well himself , let us withdraw . Quin . Not I , ' till ...
... thou haft ftruck upon my creft , And with these boys mine honour thou haft wounded . My foes I do repute you every one , So trouble me no more , but get you gone , Luc . He is not well himself , let us withdraw . Quin . Not I , ' till ...
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... thou know'ft , affected be . Chi . Demetrius , thou doft overween in all , And fo in this , to bear me down with braves : ' Tis not the difference of a year or two Makes me lefs gracious , thee more fortunate ; I am as able , and as fit as ...
... thou know'ft , affected be . Chi . Demetrius , thou doft overween in all , And fo in this , to bear me down with braves : ' Tis not the difference of a year or two Makes me lefs gracious , thee more fortunate ; I am as able , and as fit as ...
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Seite 106 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 88 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Seite 93 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Seite 189 - 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...
Seite 87 - 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 83 - For in my way it lies. Stars hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Seite 93 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Seite 103 - Come, seeling* night. Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Seite 125 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Seite 85 - 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.