The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Band 11R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful ; Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge . Thrice noble Titus , fpare my first - born fon . Tit . Patient yourself , Madam , and pardon me . These ...
... blood . Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful ; Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge . Thrice noble Titus , fpare my first - born fon . Tit . Patient yourself , Madam , and pardon me . These ...
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... Blood and revenge are hammering in my head . Hark , Tamora , ( the Emprefs of my foul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee } This is the day of doom for Baffianus ; His Philomel must lose her tongue to day ; Thy fons make ...
... Blood and revenge are hammering in my head . Hark , Tamora , ( the Emprefs of my foul , Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee } This is the day of doom for Baffianus ; His Philomel must lose her tongue to day ; Thy fons make ...
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... blood , As fresh as morning - dew diftilled on flowers ? A very fatal place it seems to me : Speak , brother , haft thou hurt thee with the fall ? Mar. O brother , with the dismallest object That ever eye , with fight , made heart ...
... blood , As fresh as morning - dew diftilled on flowers ? A very fatal place it seems to me : Speak , brother , haft thou hurt thee with the fall ? Mar. O brother , with the dismallest object That ever eye , with fight , made heart ...
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... blood - drinking pit . Quin . If it be dark , how doft thou know ' tis he ? Mar. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear A precious ring , that lightens all the hole : Which , like a taper in fome monument , Doth fhine upon the dead man's ...
... blood - drinking pit . Quin . If it be dark , how doft thou know ' tis he ? Mar. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear A precious ring , that lightens all the hole : Which , like a taper in fome monument , Doth fhine upon the dead man's ...
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... blood , Like to a bubbling fountain flirred with wind , Doth rife and fall between thy rofy lips , Coming and going with thy honey breath . But fure fome Tereus hath defloured thee ; .And left thou fhouldit detect him , cut thy tongue ...
... blood , Like to a bubbling fountain flirred with wind , Doth rife and fall between thy rofy lips , Coming and going with thy honey breath . But fure fome Tereus hath defloured thee ; .And left thou fhouldit detect him , cut thy tongue ...
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Aaron Achilles Æneas againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus anfwer Antenor Aufidius Baffianus Becauſe blood brother Calchas caufe Chiron Cominius Coriolanus Creffid defire Deiphobus Diomede doth Emperor Emprefs Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fame feem fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fight flain foldier fome fons forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword give gods Goths Grecian Greek hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Hecuba Helen himſelf honour houſe Lart Lartius Lavinia Lord Lucius Marcius Menelaus Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft Neftor noble paffage Pandarus Patroclus pleaſe pray prefent Priam reafon revenge Roman Rome ſhall ſpeak ſtand Tamora tell thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe Titus Titus Andronicus tribunes Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf Ulyffes Volfcians whofe word
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Seite 306 - 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 254 - 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 213 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Seite 306 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 254 - And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, 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?