Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Bind 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... face . Win . Do what thou dar'ft ; I beard thee to thy Gl . What ? am I dar'd , and bearded to my Draw , men , for all this privileged place ; [ face ? 15 Blue - coats to tawny - coats . Prieft , beware thy beard ; I mean to tug it ...
... face . Win . Do what thou dar'ft ; I beard thee to thy Gl . What ? am I dar'd , and bearded to my Draw , men , for all this privileged place ; [ face ? 15 Blue - coats to tawny - coats . Prieft , beware thy beard ; I mean to tug it ...
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... face : Therefore , ftand up ; and , for these good deferts , We here create you earl of Shrewsbury ; 10 And in our coronation take your place . Tal . My gracious prince , and honourable 15 Hearing of your arrival in this realm , [ peers ...
... face : Therefore , ftand up ; and , for these good deferts , We here create you earl of Shrewsbury ; 10 And in our coronation take your place . Tal . My gracious prince , and honourable 15 Hearing of your arrival in this realm , [ peers ...
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... face , A world of earthly bleffings to my foul , If fympathy of love unite our thoughts . [ fhops , -15 Seven earls , twelve barons , twenty reverend bi- I have perform'd my task , and was efpous'd : And humbly now upon my bended knee ...
... face , A world of earthly bleffings to my foul , If fympathy of love unite our thoughts . [ fhops , -15 Seven earls , twelve barons , twenty reverend bi- I have perform'd my task , and was efpous'd : And humbly now upon my bended knee ...
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... face , Until thy head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious gold : - What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine : And , having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to ...
... face , Until thy head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious gold : - What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine : And , having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to ...
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... face , With envious looks ftill laughing at thy shame ; That erft did follow thy proud chariot - wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets . But , foft ! I think , he comes ; and I'll prepare My tear - ftain'd eyes to ...
... face , With envious looks ftill laughing at thy shame ; That erft did follow thy proud chariot - wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets . But , foft ! I think , he comes ; and I'll prepare My tear - ftain'd eyes to ...
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Side 753 - 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.
Side 741 - 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.
Side 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Side 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Side 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Side 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Side 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Side 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Side 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Side 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.