The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... Exit Baffianus with Lavinia . SCENE IV . - Mut . Brothers , help to convey her hence away , And with my fword I'll keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you país not here . Tit ...
... Exit Baffianus with Lavinia . SCENE IV . - Mut . Brothers , help to convey her hence away , And with my fword I'll keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you país not here . Tit ...
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... er they be . ( Exit . SCENE V. Enter Baffinus and Lavinia , Baf . Whom have we here ? Rome's royal Emprefs ? Unfurnish'd of her well - befeeming troops ? Or Or is it Dian habited like her , Who hath 24 TITUS ANDRONICUS .
... er they be . ( Exit . SCENE V. Enter Baffinus and Lavinia , Baf . Whom have we here ? Rome's royal Emprefs ? Unfurnish'd of her well - befeeming troops ? Or Or is it Dian habited like her , Who hath 24 TITUS ANDRONICUS .
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... Exit . Enter Aaron with Quintus and , Marcus . Aar . Come on , my Lords , the better foot before ; Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit , Where I efpied the Panther fast asleep . Quin . My fight is very dull , whate'er it ...
... Exit . Enter Aaron with Quintus and , Marcus . Aar . Come on , my Lords , the better foot before ; Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit , Where I efpied the Panther fast asleep . Quin . My fight is very dull , whate'er it ...
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... Exit . Tit . O hear ! -I lift this one hand up to heav'n , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth ; If any Power pities wretched tears , To that I call : What , wilt thou kneel with me ? Do then , dear heart , for heav'n fhall hear our ...
... Exit . Tit . O hear ! -I lift this one hand up to heav'n , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth ; If any Power pities wretched tears , To that I call : What , wilt thou kneel with me ? Do then , dear heart , for heav'n fhall hear our ...
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... Exit . Luc . Ah that this fight fhould make fo deep a wound , And yet detefted life not fhrink thereat ; That ever death fhould let life bear his name , Where life hath no more intereft but to breathe ! Mar. Alas , poor heart , that ...
... Exit . Luc . Ah that this fight fhould make fo deep a wound , And yet detefted life not fhrink thereat ; That ever death fhould let life bear his name , Where life hath no more intereft but to breathe ! Mar. Alas , poor heart , that ...
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Página 106 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 88 - 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.
Página 93 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Página 189 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Página 87 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Página 83 - For in my way it lies. Stars hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Página 93 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Página 103 - 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!
Página 125 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Página 85 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.