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Should choose himself a wife ; but as good reason , The father ( all whose joy is
nothing else But fair posterity ) , should hold some counsel In such a business ,
Flo . I yield all this ; But , for some other reasons , my grave sir , Which ' tis pot fit ...
Should choose himself a wife ; but as good reason , The father ( all whose joy is
nothing else But fair posterity ) , should hold some counsel In such a business ,
Flo . I yield all this ; But , for some other reasons , my grave sir , Which ' tis pot fit ...
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And so deliver - I am put to sea With her , whom here I cannot hold on shore ; -
And , most opportune to our need , I have A vessel rides fast by , but not prepar ' d
For this design , What course 1 inean to hold , Shall nothing benefit your ...
And so deliver - I am put to sea With her , whom here I cannot hold on shore ; -
And , most opportune to our need , I have A vessel rides fast by , but not prepar ' d
For this design , What course 1 inean to hold , Shall nothing benefit your ...
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Hold , take thou that , and that . ( Beating him . Dro . S . Hold , sir , for God ' s sake
; now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain do you give it me ? Ant . S .
Because that I familiarly sometimes Do use you for my fool , and chat with you ,
Your ...
Hold , take thou that , and that . ( Beating him . Dro . S . Hold , sir , for God ' s sake
; now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain do you give it me ? Ant . S .
Because that I familiarly sometimes Do use you for my fool , and chat with you ,
Your ...
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Off . Good now , hold thy tongue . Dro . E . Nay , rather persuade him to hold his
hands . Ant . E . Thou whoreson , senseless villain ! Dro . E . I would I were
senseless , sir , that I might not feel your blows . Ant . E . Thou art sensible in
nothing ...
Off . Good now , hold thy tongue . Dro . E . Nay , rather persuade him to hold his
hands . Ant . E . Thou whoreson , senseless villain ! Dro . E . I would I were
senseless , sir , that I might not feel your blows . Ant . E . Thou art sensible in
nothing ...
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Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry , Hold , Hold ! – Great
Glamis ! worthy Caw . dor ! Enter Macbeth . Greater than both , by the all - hail
hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present® , and I
feel ...
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark , To cry , Hold , Hold ! – Great
Glamis ! worthy Caw . dor ! Enter Macbeth . Greater than both , by the all - hail
hereafter ! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present® , and I
feel ...
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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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