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Out upon thee , kpave ! dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and
the devil ? one brings thee in grace , and the other brings thee out . [ Trumpets
sound . ] The king ' s coniing , I know by his trumpets . Sirrah , inquire further after
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Out upon thee , kpave ! dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and
the devil ? one brings thee in grace , and the other brings thee out . [ Trumpets
sound . ] The king ' s coniing , I know by his trumpets . Sirrah , inquire further after
...
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Grace to boot ! of this make no conclusion ; lest you say , Your queen and I are
devils : Yet , go on ; The offences we have made you do , we ' ll answer ; If you
first sinn ' d with us , and that with us You did continue fault , and that you slipp ' d
...
Grace to boot ! of this make no conclusion ; lest you say , Your queen and I are
devils : Yet , go on ; The offences we have made you do , we ' ll answer ; If you
first sinn ' d with us , and that with us You did continue fault , and that you slipp ' d
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Heirs of your kingdoms , my poor house to visit , It is a surplus of your grace ,
which never My life may last to answer . Leon . O Paulina , We honour you with
trouble : But we came To see the statue of our queen : your gallery Have we pass
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Heirs of your kingdoms , my poor house to visit , It is a surplus of your grace ,
which never My life may last to answer . Leon . O Paulina , We honour you with
trouble : But we came To see the statue of our queen : your gallery Have we pass
' d ...
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Adr . Come , go ; I will fall prostrate at his feet , And never rise until my tears and
prayers Have won his grace to come in person hitler , And take perforce my
husband from the abbess . Mer : By this , I think , the dial points at five : Anon , I
am ...
Adr . Come , go ; I will fall prostrate at his feet , And never rise until my tears and
prayers Have won his grace to come in person hitler , And take perforce my
husband from the abbess . Mer : By this , I think , the dial points at five : Anon , I
am ...
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But ' crave your pardon ; That which you are , my thoughts cannot trauspose :
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell : Though all things foul would
wear the brows of grace , Yet grace must still look so . Macd . I have lost my
hopes .
But ' crave your pardon ; That which you are , my thoughts cannot trauspose :
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell : Though all things foul would
wear the brows of grace , Yet grace must still look so . Macd . I have lost my
hopes .
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Seite 378 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
Seite 374 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Seite 250 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Seite 378 - And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Seite 188 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Seite 382 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon, gouts of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing : It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes. — Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep...
Seite 382 - Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Seite 367 - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
Seite 426 - Himself best knows : but strangely-visited people, All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures ; Hanging a golden stamp about their necks, Put on with holy prayers : and, 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction.
Seite 406 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M.
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| Titel | The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, Band 3 The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | George Steevens |
| Veröffentlicht | 1811 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 3. Juli 2007 |
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