Cymbeline. Titus Andron. Pericles. K. LearEstes and Lauriat, 1887 |
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... o'the time Died with their swords in hand ; for which their father , Then old and fond of issue , took such sorrow That he quit being ; and his gentle lady , Big of this gentleman , our theme , deceas'd As he was born . The king he ...
... o'the time Died with their swords in hand ; for which their father , Then old and fond of issue , took such sorrow That he quit being ; and his gentle lady , Big of this gentleman , our theme , deceas'd As he was born . The king he ...
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... O , the gods ! When shall we see again ? Post . Enter CYMBELINE and Lords . Alack , the king ! Cym . Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest ...
... O , the gods ! When shall we see again ? Post . Enter CYMBELINE and Lords . Alack , the king ! Cym . Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If after this command thou fraught the court With thy unworthiness , thou diest ...
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... o'the backside the town . ' Clo . The villain would not stand me . 2 Lord . [ Aside . ] No ; but he fled forward still , toward your face . 1 Lord . Stand you ! you have land enough of your own but he added to your having ; gave you ...
... o'the backside the town . ' Clo . The villain would not stand me . 2 Lord . [ Aside . ] No ; but he fled forward still , toward your face . 1 Lord . Stand you ! you have land enough of your own but he added to your having ; gave you ...
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... o'the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ? Pis . It was , His queen ! his queen ! Imo . Then wav'd his ...
... o'the haven , And question'dst every sail : if he should write , And I not have it , ' twere a paper lost As offer'd mercy is . What was the last That he spake to thee ? Pis . It was , His queen ! his queen ! Imo . Then wav'd his ...
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... o'the clock , I pr'ythee , call me . Sleep hath seiz'd me wholly . [ Exit Lady . To your protection I commend me , gods ! From fairies , and the tempters of the night , Guard me , beseech ye ! [ Sleeps . IACHIMO comes from the Trunk ...
... o'the clock , I pr'ythee , call me . Sleep hath seiz'd me wholly . [ Exit Lady . To your protection I commend me , gods ! From fairies , and the tempters of the night , Guard me , beseech ye ! [ Sleeps . IACHIMO comes from the Trunk ...
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Andronicus Bawd better Boult brother CHIRON Cleon Cloten Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio follow Fool Gent gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give Gloster gods Goneril Goths GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Kent king King Lear lady Lavinia Lear look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina means mistress Mitylene nature never night noble o'the old copies Pericles Pisanio play Poet's poor Posthumus pray prince Prince of Tyre quartos queen Regan Roman Rome Saturnine SCENE second folio Shakespeare speak speech Steevens sweet Tamora tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus Titus Andronicus villain word
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Page 490 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
Page 560 - 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...
Page 554 - 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 126 - 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.
Page 453 - Lear. It may be so, my lord. — Hear, nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase; And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
Page 415 - On the stage we see nothing but corporal infirmities and weakness, the impotence of rage ; while we read it, we see not Lear, but we are Lear, — we are in his mind, we are sustained by a grandeur which baffles the "Malice of daughters and .storms.
Page 575 - Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir. — Do you see this ? Look on her, — look, — her lips, — Look there, look there ! — [He dies.
Page 537 - Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!