The Works of William Shakespeare: Macbeth. Hamlet. King Lear. Othello. Antony and Cleopatra. CymbelineChapman and Hall, 1875 - 1124 pages |
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... sword : -there's husbandry in heaven , Their candles are all out : -take thee that too.- A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : -merciful powers , Restrain in me the cursèd thoughts that nature Gives way to ...
... sword : -there's husbandry in heaven , Their candles are all out : -take thee that too.- A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : -merciful powers , Restrain in me the cursèd thoughts that nature Gives way to ...
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... sword ; If trembling I inhibit thee , protest me ( 66 ) The baby of a girl . Hence , horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery , hence ! [ Ghost disappears . Why , so ; -being gone , I am a man again . - Pray you , sit still . Lady M. You have ...
... sword ; If trembling I inhibit thee , protest me ( 66 ) The baby of a girl . Hence , horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery , hence ! [ Ghost disappears . Why , so ; -being gone , I am a man again . - Pray you , sit still . Lady M. You have ...
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... sword His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls That trace him in his line . This deed I'll do before this No boasting like a fool ; purpose cool : But no more sights ( 90 - Where are these gentlemen ? Come , bring me where they ...
... sword His wife , his babes , and all unfortunate souls That trace him in his line . This deed I'll do before this No boasting like a fool ; purpose cool : But no more sights ( 90 - Where are these gentlemen ? Come , bring me where they ...
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... sword ; and , like good men , Bestride our down - fall'n birthdom : ( 94 ) each new morn New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike heaven on the face , that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland , and yell'd out Like ...
... sword ; and , like good men , Bestride our down - fall'n birthdom : ( 94 ) each new morn New widows howl ; new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike heaven on the face , that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland , and yell'd out Like ...
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... Or wear it on my sword , yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before ; More suffer , and more sundry ways than ever , By him that shall succeed . Macd . What should he be ? Mal . It 54 [ ACT IV . MACBETH .
... Or wear it on my sword , yet my poor country Shall have more vices than it had before ; More suffer , and more sundry ways than ever , By him that shall succeed . Macd . What should he be ? Mal . It 54 [ ACT IV . MACBETH .
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Page 124 - 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; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Page 180 - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, 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 god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 119 - t that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice ; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy ; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous, chief in that.
Page 122 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star...
Page 523 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description ; she did lie In her pavilion...
Page 170 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. 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 29 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Page 21 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Page 301 - 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 may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 20 - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.