King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... live and be happy after , if he could sustain this world's burden after , why all this pudder and preparation ? why torment us with all this unnecessary sympathy ? -as if the childish pleasure of getting his gilt robes and sceptre again ...
... live and be happy after , if he could sustain this world's burden after , why all this pudder and preparation ? why torment us with all this unnecessary sympathy ? -as if the childish pleasure of getting his gilt robes and sceptre again ...
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... lives hence , and banishment is here . The gods to their dear shelter take thee , maid , [ TO CORDELIA . That justly think'st , and hast most rightly said ! — And your large speeches may your deeds approve , [ To REGAN and GONERIL . The ...
... lives hence , and banishment is here . The gods to their dear shelter take thee , maid , [ TO CORDELIA . That justly think'st , and hast most rightly said ! — And your large speeches may your deeds approve , [ To REGAN and GONERIL . The ...
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... live the beloved of your brother , Edgar ! -Humph - Conspiracy ! -Sleep till I waked him - you should enjoy half his revenue , my son Edgar ! -Had he a hand to write this ? a heart and brain to breed it in ? -When came this to you ? Who ...
... live the beloved of your brother , Edgar ! -Humph - Conspiracy ! -Sleep till I waked him - you should enjoy half his revenue , my son Edgar ! -Had he a hand to write this ? a heart and brain to breed it in ? -When came this to you ? Who ...
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... live , And be a thwart 2 disnatured torment to her ! Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth ; With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks ; Turn all her mother's pains , and benefits , 3 To laughter and contempt ; that she may ...
... live , And be a thwart 2 disnatured torment to her ! Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth ; With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks ; Turn all her mother's pains , and benefits , 3 To laughter and contempt ; that she may ...
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... lives ; He dies , that strikes again . What is the matter ? Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No marvel , you have so bestirred ...
... lives ; He dies , that strikes again . What is the matter ? Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No marvel , you have so bestirred ...
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Page 308 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Page 314 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Page 487 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow, unmoving finger at! — Yet could I bear that, too; well, very well: But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!
Page 20 - 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? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Page 115 - 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. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Page 278 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Page 335 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 24 - ... 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 lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Page 316 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.
Page 173 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.