The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Volume 4Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... leave you to your graver steps . Hermione , How thou lov'st us , show in our brother's wel- come ; ― Let what is dear in Sicily , be cheap : Next to thyself , and my young rover , he's 1 Apparent to my heart . Her . If you would seek us ...
... leave you to your graver steps . Hermione , How thou lov'st us , show in our brother's wel- come ; ― Let what is dear in Sicily , be cheap : Next to thyself , and my young rover , he's 1 Apparent to my heart . Her . If you would seek us ...
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... leaves me , to consider what is breeding , That changes thus his manners . Cam . I dare not know , my lord . Pol . How ! dare not ? do not . Do you know , and dare not Be intelligent to me ? ' Tis thereabouts ; For , to yourself , what ...
... leaves me , to consider what is breeding , That changes thus his manners . Cam . I dare not know , my lord . Pol . How ! dare not ? do not . Do you know , and dare not Be intelligent to me ? ' Tis thereabouts ; For , to yourself , what ...
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... leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar ! — I have said , She's an adultress ; I have said with whom : More , she's a traitor ; and Camillo is A federary with her ; and one that knows What she should shame to know herself : She's privy ...
... leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar ! — I have said , She's an adultress ; I have said with whom : More , she's a traitor ; and Camillo is A federary with her ; and one that knows What she should shame to know herself : She's privy ...
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... leave . - My women , come ; you have Leon . Go , do our bidding ; hence , [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies , 1 Lord . ' Beseech your highness , call the queen again . Ant . Be certain what you do , sir ; lest your justice Prove violence ; in ...
... leave . - My women , come ; you have Leon . Go , do our bidding ; hence , [ Exeunt Queen and Ladies , 1 Lord . ' Beseech your highness , call the queen again . Ant . Be certain what you do , sir ; lest your justice Prove violence ; in ...
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... Leave me solely - go , See how he fares . [ Exit Attend . ] - Fye , fye ! no thought of him ; - The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me ; in himself too mighty ; And in his parties , his alliance , ' - Let him be , Until ...
... Leave me solely - go , See how he fares . [ Exit Attend . ] - Fye , fye ! no thought of him ; - The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me ; in himself too mighty ; And in his parties , his alliance , ' - Let him be , Until ...
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Page 182 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
Page 305 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 185 - Upon the sightless couriers* of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. — I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on the other.
Page 207 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Page 185 - We will proceed no further in this business : He hath honour'd me of late ; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.
Page 190 - Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives; Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. A bell rings. I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Page 185 - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan 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.
Page 176 - Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Page 181 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Page 63 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.