The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, Band 2 |
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... Macb . As I defcended ? Lady . Ay . Macb . Hark - who lies i'th ' fecond chamber ? Lady . Donalbain . Matb . This is a forry fight . [ Looks on his hands . Lady . A foolish thought , to fay , a forry fight . Macb . There's one did laugh ...
... Macb . As I defcended ? Lady . Ay . Macb . Hark - who lies i'th ' fecond chamber ? Lady . Donalbain . Matb . This is a forry fight . [ Looks on his hands . Lady . A foolish thought , to fay , a forry fight . Macb . There's one did laugh ...
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... Macb , One cry'd , God bless us ! and Amen , the other ; As they had seen me with thefe hangman's hands . Listening their fear , I could not say , Amen , When they did fay , God blefs us ! Lady Confider it not fo deeply . Macb . But ...
... Macb , One cry'd , God bless us ! and Amen , the other ; As they had seen me with thefe hangman's hands . Listening their fear , I could not say , Amen , When they did fay , God blefs us ! Lady Confider it not fo deeply . Macb . But ...
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... Macb . Whence is that knocking ? [ Exit : [ Starting . How is't with me , when every noise appals me ? * What hands are here ? hah ! they pluck out mine eyes . Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood * What , & c . ] Shakespear ...
... Macb . Whence is that knocking ? [ Exit : [ Starting . How is't with me , when every noise appals me ? * What hands are here ? hah ! they pluck out mine eyes . Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood * What , & c . ] Shakespear ...
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... Macb . There's comfort yet , they are affailable ; Then be thou jocund . Ere the bat hath flown His cloyfter'd flight , ere to black Hecat's fummons The * fhard - born beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal , there ...
... Macb . There's comfort yet , they are affailable ; Then be thou jocund . Ere the bat hath flown His cloyfter'd flight , ere to black Hecat's fummons The * fhard - born beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal , there ...
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... Macb . The table's full . Len . Here's a place referv'd , Sir . Macb . Where ? Len . Here , my good lord , What is't that moves your highness ? Macb . Which of you have done this ? Lords . What , my good lord ? [ Starting Macb . Thou ...
... Macb . The table's full . Len . Here's a place referv'd , Sir . Macb . Where ? Len . Here , my good lord , What is't that moves your highness ? Macb . Which of you have done this ? Lords . What , my good lord ? [ Starting Macb . Thou ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 101 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Seite 101 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Seite 142 - Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Seite 239 - 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 102 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 122 - Alas! sir, are you here? things that love night love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies 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 52 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Seite 93 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Seite 110 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Seite 116 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...