The Works of William Shakspeare, Bind 2C.S. Francis, 1852 |
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... blood , and virtue , Contend for empire in thee ; and thy goodness Share with thy birthright ! Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Ratner in power , than use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key ...
... blood , and virtue , Contend for empire in thee ; and thy goodness Share with thy birthright ! Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Ratner in power , than use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key ...
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... blood are ; and indeed , I do marry , that I may repent . Count . Thy marriage sooner than thy wickedness . Clo . I ... blood ; he , that cherishes my flesh and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he , that loves my flesh and blood , is ...
... blood are ; and indeed , I do marry , that I may repent . Count . Thy marriage sooner than thy wickedness . Clo . I ... blood ; he , that cherishes my flesh and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he , that loves my flesh and blood , is ...
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... blood to us , this to our blood is born ; It is the show and seal of nature's truth , Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth . By our remembrances of days foregone , Such were our faults ; or then we thought them none . Her ...
... blood to us , this to our blood is born ; It is the show and seal of nature's truth , Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth . By our remembrances of days foregone , Such were our faults ; or then we thought them none . Her ...
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... blood of France ; My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy state : But such a one , thy vassal , whom I know Is free for me to ask , thee to bestow . King . Here is my hand ; the premises observed , Thy will ...
... blood of France ; My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy state : But such a one , thy vassal , whom I know Is free for me to ask , thee to bestow . King . Here is my hand ; the premises observed , Thy will ...
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... blood let forth , And more thirsts after . 1 Lord . Holy seems the quarrel Upon your grace's part ; black and feaful On the opposer . Duke . Therefore we marvel much , our cousin France Would , in so just a business , shut his bosom ...
... blood let forth , And more thirsts after . 1 Lord . Holy seems the quarrel Upon your grace's part ; black and feaful On the opposer . Duke . Therefore we marvel much , our cousin France Would , in so just a business , shut his bosom ...
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art thou Banquo Bard Bardolph Bast bear Bianca Bion blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cousin death dost doth Dromio duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear friends Gaunt gentleman give grace Gremio grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven hither honour horse Hortensio Kate Kath king knave Lady Leon liege live look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Madam majesty marry master mistress never noble Northumberland Padua peace Percy Petruchio Poins pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rich Rousillon SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sirrah soul speak stand swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio unto villain wife wilt Witch word
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Side 387 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Side 240 - 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. — There's no such thing ; It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes. — Now o'er the one...
Side 242 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Side 159 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The...
Side 237 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. 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 so meek...