The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Bind 9Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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Side 53
... swords : and my report was once First with the best of note : Cymbeline lov'd me ; And when a soldier was the theme , my name Was not far off : Then was I as a tree , Whose boughs did bend with fruit : but in one night , A storm , or ...
... swords : and my report was once First with the best of note : Cymbeline lov'd me ; And when a soldier was the theme , my name Was not far off : Then was I as a tree , Whose boughs did bend with fruit : but in one night , A storm , or ...
Side 55
... sword ? the paper Hath cut her throat already.No , ' tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out - venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds , and doth belie All corners of the ...
... sword ? the paper Hath cut her throat already.No , ' tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out - venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds , and doth belie All corners of the ...
Side 56
... Look ! I draw the sword myself : take it ; and hit The innocent mansion of my love , my heart : Fear not ; ' tis empty of all things , but grief : 2 Likeness . Thy master is not there ; who was , indeed 56 [ ACT III . CYMBELINE .
... Look ! I draw the sword myself : take it ; and hit The innocent mansion of my love , my heart : Fear not ; ' tis empty of all things , but grief : 2 Likeness . Thy master is not there ; who was , indeed 56 [ ACT III . CYMBELINE .
Side 67
... sword : and if mine enemy But fear the sword like me , he'll scarcely look on't . Such a foe , good heavens ! [ She goes into the Cave . Enter BELARIUS , GUIDERIUS , and ARVIRagus . Bel . You , Polydore , have prov'd best woodman ...
... sword : and if mine enemy But fear the sword like me , he'll scarcely look on't . Such a foe , good heavens ! [ She goes into the Cave . Enter BELARIUS , GUIDERIUS , and ARVIRagus . Bel . You , Polydore , have prov'd best woodman ...
Side 72
... sword , and to a sore purpose ! Fortune ! put them into my hand ! This is the very descrip- tion of their meeting - place ; and the fellow dares not deceive me . [ Exit . SCENE II . Before the Cave . Enter , from the Cave , BELARIUS ...
... sword , and to a sore purpose ! Fortune ! put them into my hand ! This is the very descrip- tion of their meeting - place ; and the fellow dares not deceive me . [ Exit . SCENE II . Before the Cave . Enter , from the Cave , BELARIUS ...
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Aaron Alack Andronicus art thou ARVIRAGUS Bassianus BELARIUS blood brother Cæsar call'd CHIRON Cloten Cordelia Corn CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death dost doth duke of Cornwall EDGAR Edmund emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Iach IACHIMO Imogen Jupiter Kent king lady Lavinia Lear Leonatus letter look lord Lucius madam Marc Marcus master mistress night noble o'the Pisanio poison'd poor Post POSTHUMUS pray queen Regan revenge Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE sister sons sorrow speak Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Titus TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue traitor villain
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Side 273 - 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 311 - Lear Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me/ for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: YOU have some cause, they have not. Cordelia No cause, no cause.
Side 223 - 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 ? Why bastard...
Side 237 - Lear. — Does any here know me ? — This is not Lear : does Lear walk thus? speak thus? Where are his eyes? Either his notion weakens, or his discernings are lethargied. — Sleeping or waking? — Ha! sure 'tis not so. — Who is it that can tell me who I am ? — Fool.
Side 57 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Side 223 - 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 moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Side 243 - Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Side 84 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Side 216 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operations 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.