The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Bind 11 |
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... ear , and please your eyes : It hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; 1 And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : The purpose is to make men glorious ; Et bonum , quo antiquius , eo ...
... ear , and please your eyes : It hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; 1 And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : The purpose is to make men glorious ; Et bonum , quo antiquius , eo ...
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... ears hear their fault hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy ... ear ) as black as incest ; Which by my knowlege found , the sinful father Seem'd not to strike , but smoothe : but thou ...
... ears hear their fault hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy ... ear ) as black as incest ; Which by my knowlege found , the sinful father Seem'd not to strike , but smoothe : but thou ...
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... ears , I do protest , were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim . Sir , you are music's master . Per . The worst of all her scholars , my good lord ...
... ears , I do protest , were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim . Sir , you are music's master . Per . The worst of all her scholars , my good lord ...
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... ears of death , Unheard . - Lychorida ! -Lucina , O Divinest patroness , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my queen's travails ! Now , Lychorida ! Enter ...
... ears of death , Unheard . - Lychorida ! -Lucina , O Divinest patroness , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my queen's travails ! Now , Lychorida ! Enter ...
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... ear , and I am sworn To do my work with haste . Mar. Leo . To satisfy my lady . Why will you kill me ? Mar. Why would she have me kill'd ? Now , as I can remember , by my troth , I never did her hurt in all my life ; I never spake bad ...
... ear , and I am sworn To do my work with haste . Mar. Leo . To satisfy my lady . Why will you kill me ? Mar. Why would she have me kill'd ? Now , as I can remember , by my troth , I never did her hurt in all my life ; I never spake bad ...
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Side 370 - There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune ; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows, and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Side 323 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Side 292 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink.' I, as .iEneas, our great ancestor, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear ; so, from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Caesar : and this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body.
Side 363 - Bru. You say, you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cos. You wrong me, every way you wrong me, Brutus : I said, an elder soldier, not a better : Did I say, better ? Bru.
Side 345 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death , shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my bes't lover" for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Side 349 - T was on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look! in this place ran Cassius...
Side 293 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Side 293 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Side 361 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?