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Side xvii
... tempest , and so Kent de- scribes it . And in accordance with this all the colouring of the fourth act is of the summer . Lear is seen ' Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow - weeds , With hor - docks , hemlocks , nettles , cuckow ...
... tempest , and so Kent de- scribes it . And in accordance with this all the colouring of the fourth act is of the summer . Lear is seen ' Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow - weeds , With hor - docks , hemlocks , nettles , cuckow ...
Side 49
... tempest . Corn . Let us withdraw ; ' twill be a storm . Reg . This house is little : the old man and his people Cannot be well bestow'd . Gon . ' Tis his own blame ; hath put himself from rest , 7 . And must needs taste his folly . Reg ...
... tempest . Corn . Let us withdraw ; ' twill be a storm . Reg . This house is little : the old man and his people Cannot be well bestow'd . Gon . ' Tis his own blame ; hath put himself from rest , 7 . And must needs taste his folly . Reg ...
Side 53
... tempest : Repose you there ; while I to this hard house- More harder than the stones whereof ' tis raised ; Which even but now , demanding after you , Denied me to come in - return , and force Their scanted courtesy . Lear . My wits ...
... tempest : Repose you there ; while I to this hard house- More harder than the stones whereof ' tis raised ; Which even but now , demanding after you , Denied me to come in - return , and force Their scanted courtesy . Lear . My wits ...
Side 56
... tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there . Filial ingratitude ! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to ' t ? But I will punish home . No , I will weep no more . In ...
... tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there . Filial ingratitude ! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to ' t ? But I will punish home . No , I will weep no more . In ...
Side 107
... of Cathenesse . ' ( Chron . vol , i . fol . 39 b , ed . 1577. ) 5. equalities , equal conditions . The reading of the first two quartos . The folios have ' qualities . ' Ib . weighed , balanced . Compare The Tempest , NOTES. ...
... of Cathenesse . ' ( Chron . vol , i . fol . 39 b , ed . 1577. ) 5. equalities , equal conditions . The reading of the first two quartos . The folios have ' qualities . ' Ib . weighed , balanced . Compare The Tempest , NOTES. ...
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Abbott affection answer appear arms bear better bring brother called comes Compare Cordelia Corn daughters dear death Dict dost doth duke Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fall father fear folios folios read follow Fool fortune France Gent give Glou Gloucester gods Goneril grace Hamlet hand hast hath head hear heart hence Henry hold instance keep Kent kind king lady Lear less live look lord Macbeth madam master means Measure mind nature never night noble occurs Omitted passage play poor pray present quartos read Richard SCENE seems sense Shakespeare sister speak speech stand Steevens quotes Tale tell Tempest thee thine thing thou thought true wind wits
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Side 4 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, [To love my father all.] Lear.
Side 158 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious.
Side 95 - We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage; When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with...
Side 73 - If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame these vile offences, It will come, Humanity must perforce prey on itself, Like monsters of the deep.
Side 11 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that 'I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines Lag of a brother...
Side 4 - The mysteries of Hecate and the night; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee from this for ever.
Side 14 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Side 95 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Side 56 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Side 70 - Old Man. Fellow, where goest? Glou. Is it a beggar-man? Old Man. Madman and beggar too. Glou. He has some reason, else he could not beg. I' the last night's storm I such a fellow saw; Which made me think a man a worm: my son Came then into my mind, and yet my mind Was then scarce friends with him: I have heard more since.