Plays of Shakespeare: Selected and Prepared for Use in Schools, Clubs, Classes and Families, Volume 1

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Page 244 - Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks. — Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion," all the interim is Like a phantasma or a hideous dream: The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council;
Page 245 - Cowards die many times before their deaths: The valiant never taste of death but once. 6 Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come. — Re-enter the Servant. What say the augurers
Page 101 - himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted. — Mark the music. Enter PORTIA and NERISSA at a distance. Par. That light we see is burning
Page 323 - If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed ? a beast, no more. Sure, He that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be Beastial oblivion, or some
Page 262 - hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 8
Page 262 - let us hear him. Ant. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Cassar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones: So let it be with C.esar. The noble Brutus Hath told you
Page 326 - lov'd Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. — What wilt thou do for her ? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou'lt do: Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't tear thyself? Woo't drink up
Page 301 - me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings ; 2 who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipp'd for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod:' pray you, avoid it. 1 Play. I
Page 19 - To the Memory of my beloved, the Author, Mr. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, and what he hath left us. To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much: 'Tig true and all
Page 287 - Look, my lord, it comes! Enter the Ghost. Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us! — Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd; Bring with thee airs from Heaven, or blasts from Hell; Be thy intents wicked or charitable; Thou com'st in such a questionable shape,

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