The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Bind 5T. Tegg, 1813 |
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... words , therefore , are a sufficient answer to Sir T. Hanmer's idle supposition that Bohemia was an error of the press for Bythinia . This play , I imagine , was written in the year 1604. See An Attempt to ascertain the Order of ...
... words , therefore , are a sufficient answer to Sir T. Hanmer's idle supposition that Bohemia was an error of the press for Bythinia . This play , I imagine , was written in the year 1604. See An Attempt to ascertain the Order of ...
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... ; " Tis such as you , -- That creep like shadows by him , and do sigh At each his needless heavings , -such as you Nourish the cause of his awaking : I Do come with words as med'cinal as true ; Honest SCENE III . 37 WINTER'S TALE .
... ; " Tis such as you , -- That creep like shadows by him , and do sigh At each his needless heavings , -such as you Nourish the cause of his awaking : I Do come with words as med'cinal as true ; Honest SCENE III . 37 WINTER'S TALE .
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William Shakespeare. Do come with words as med'cinal as true ; Honest , as either ; to purge him of that humour . That presses him from sleep . Leon . What noise there , ho ? Paul . No noise , my lord ; but needful conference , About ...
William Shakespeare. Do come with words as med'cinal as true ; Honest , as either ; to purge him of that humour . That presses him from sleep . Leon . What noise there , ho ? Paul . No noise , my lord ; but needful conference , About ...
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... word ' tis done , ( And by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine : If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands : Shall I dash out ...
... word ' tis done , ( And by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine : If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands : Shall I dash out ...
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... word deserves To taste of thy most worst ? Thy tyranny Together working with thy jealousies , - Fancies too weak for boys , too green and idle For girls of nine ! O , think , what they have done , And then run mad , indeed ; stark mad ...
... word deserves To taste of thy most worst ? Thy tyranny Together working with thy jealousies , - Fancies too weak for boys , too green and idle For girls of nine ! O , think , what they have done , And then run mad , indeed ; stark mad ...
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Angiers Antigonus arms Arth Arthur AUTOLYCUS Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia breath Camillo child CLEOMENES Const curse daughter Dauphin dead death deed Doct dost doth Duncan England Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France Gent gentleman give grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hubert JAMES GURNEY JOHNSON King John Lady Lady MACBETH Leon Leontes Line look lord Macb Macd Macduff majesty MELUN murder never night noble o'er Pand PANDULPH Paul Paulina peace Perdita play poison'd Polixenes pr'ythee pray prince queen Rosse SCENE II.-The Shakspeare shalt shame Shep Sicilia SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue WARBURTON wife Winter's Tale Witch word
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Side 139 - This guest of summer. The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath, Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, buttress, Nor coigne of vantage, but this bird hath made His pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air Is delicate.
Side 132 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs. Against the use of nature...
Side 147 - One cried, God bless us ! and, Amen, the other ; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear. I could not say, amen, When they did say, God bless us.
Side 195 - The thane of Fife had a wife ; where is she now ? — What, will these hands ne'er be clean ? — No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that : you mar all with this starting.
Side 266 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound ! Nay, hear me, Hubert ! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not. stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Side 145 - 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.
Side 140 - He's here in double trust : First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Side 199 - Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? Doct. Therein the patient Must minister to himself.
Side 135 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Side 141 - Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; 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.