The Plays, Volume 9Otridge & Rackham, 1824 |
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... doth become a man ! I will remain The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth . My residence in Rome at one Philario's ; Who to my father was a friend , to me Known but by letter : thither write , my queen , And with mine eyes I'll ...
... doth become a man ! I will remain The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth . My residence in Rome at one Philario's ; Who to my father was a friend , to me Known but by letter : thither write , my queen , And with mine eyes I'll ...
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... doth woo me oft For my confections ? Having thus far proceeded ( Unless thou think'st me devilish , ) is't not meet That I did amplify my judgment in Other conclusions * ? I will try the forces Of these thy compounds on such creatures ...
... doth woo me oft For my confections ? Having thus far proceeded ( Unless thou think'st me devilish , ) is't not meet That I did amplify my judgment in Other conclusions * ? I will try the forces Of these thy compounds on such creatures ...
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... doth think , she has Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damn'd nature : Those , she has , Will stupify and dull the sense awhile ; Which first , perchance , she'll ...
... doth think , she has Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit , And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damn'd nature : Those , she has , Will stupify and dull the sense awhile ; Which first , perchance , she'll ...
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... doth strike my heart With pity , that doth make me sick . A lady So fair , and fasten'd to an empery * , Would make the great'st king double ! to be part- ner'd With tomboys + , hir'd with that self - exhibition t Which your own coffers ...
... doth strike my heart With pity , that doth make me sick . A lady So fair , and fasten'd to an empery * , Would make the great'st king double ! to be part- ner'd With tomboys + , hir'd with that self - exhibition t Which your own coffers ...
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... doth ; yea , and makes Diana's rangers false themselves , yield up Their deer to the stand of the stealer ; and ' tis gold * With solicitations not only proper but well - timed . Which makes the true man kill'd , and saves the SCENE III ...
... doth ; yea , and makes Diana's rangers false themselves , yield up Their deer to the stand of the stealer ; and ' tis gold * With solicitations not only proper but well - timed . Which makes the true man kill'd , and saves the SCENE III ...
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Page 297 - ... 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 380 - 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 78 - 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 77 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd harebell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath : the ruddock would.
Page 375 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 114 - This play has many just sentiments, some natural dialogues, and some pleasing scenes, but they are obtained at the expense of much incongruity. To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
Page 369 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks ; Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it.
Page 366 - 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 : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge. That on th...
Page 332 - 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 286 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.