The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic] and Reed, with glossarial notes, his life, and a critique on his genius & writings by N. Rowe |
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... Peace , I pray you . Caius . Peace - a your tongue : -Speak - a your tale . Sim . To desire this honest gentlewoman , your maid , to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all ...
... Peace , I pray you . Caius . Peace - a your tongue : -Speak - a your tale . Sim . To desire this honest gentlewoman , your maid , to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all ...
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... peace . Shul . Bodykins , master Page , though I now be old , and of the peace , if I see a sword out , my finger itches to make one : though we are justices , and doctors , and churchmen , master Page , we have some salt of our youth ...
... peace . Shul . Bodykins , master Page , though I now be old , and of the peace , if I see a sword out , my finger itches to make one : though we are justices , and doctors , and churchmen , master Page , we have some salt of our youth ...
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... Peace , I say ; hear mine host of the Garter . Am I politic ? am I subtle ? am I a Machiavel ? Shall I lose my doctor ? no ; he gives me the potions , and the motions . Shall I lose my parson ? my priest ? my Sir Hugh ? no ; he gives me ...
... Peace , I say ; hear mine host of the Garter . Am I politic ? am I subtle ? am I a Machiavel ? Shall I lose my doctor ? no ; he gives me the potions , and the motions . Shall I lose my parson ? my priest ? my Sir Hugh ? no ; he gives me ...
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... Peace your tattlings . What is fair , William ? Will . Pulcher . Quick . Poulcats ! there are fairer things than poulcats , sure . Era . Your are a very simplicity ' oman ; I pray you , peace . What is lapis , William ? Will . A stone ...
... Peace your tattlings . What is fair , William ? Will . Pulcher . Quick . Poulcats ! there are fairer things than poulcats , sure . Era . Your are a very simplicity ' oman ; I pray you , peace . What is lapis , William ? Will . A stone ...
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... peace , thou knave , knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . Tis not the first time I have con- it strain'd one to call me knave . Begin , fool ; begins , Hold thy peace . Clo . I shall never begin ...
... peace , thou knave , knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . Tis not the first time I have con- it strain'd one to call me knave . Begin , fool ; begins , Hold thy peace . Clo . I shall never begin ...
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Alençon arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter dear death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Petruchio Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto What's wife wilt word
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Side 193 - Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Side 328 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Side 396 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Side 327 - 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. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties...
Side 172 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Side 199 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.