The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare: With Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Volumen2Harper & brothers, 1871 |
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... fool was that of Crete . ' 5 Triumphant death , though thy presence is made more terrible , on account of the stain of dying in cap- tivity , yet young Talbot's valour makes me smile at thee . 6 ' Watching me with tenderness in my fall ...
... fool was that of Crete . ' 5 Triumphant death , though thy presence is made more terrible , on account of the stain of dying in cap- tivity , yet young Talbot's valour makes me smile at thee . 6 ' Watching me with tenderness in my fall ...
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... fool ; this is the duke of ' Suffolk , and not my lord protector . Suff . How fellow would'st any thing with ' me ? now , ' 1 Pet . I pray , my lord , pardon me ! I took ye ' for my lord protector . Q. Mar. [ Reading the superscription ...
... fool ; this is the duke of ' Suffolk , and not my lord protector . Suff . How fellow would'st any thing with ' me ? now , ' 1 Pet . I pray , my lord , pardon me ! I took ye ' for my lord protector . Q. Mar. [ Reading the superscription ...
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... fool was that of Crete , ' That taught his son the office of a fowl ? And yet , for all his wings , the fool was drown'd . ' K. Hen . I , Dædalus ; my poor boy , Icarus ; Thy father , Minos , that denied our course ; The sun , that sear ...
... fool was that of Crete , ' That taught his son the office of a fowl ? And yet , for all his wings , the fool was drown'd . ' K. Hen . I , Dædalus ; my poor boy , Icarus ; Thy father , Minos , that denied our course ; The sun , that sear ...
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... Fool , fool ! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself . The day will come , that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this pois'nous bunch - back'd toad . Hast . False - boding woman , end thy frantic curse ; Lest , to thy harm , thou ...
... Fool , fool ! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself . The day will come , that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this pois'nous bunch - back'd toad . Hast . False - boding woman , end thy frantic curse ; Lest , to thy harm , thou ...
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... fool , he shall never wake until the great judgment day . 1 Murd . Why , then he'll say , we stabb'd him sleeping . 2 Murd . The urging of that word , judgment , hath bred a kind of remorse in me . I Murd . What ? art thou afraid ? 2 ...
... fool , he shall never wake until the great judgment day . 1 Murd . Why , then he'll say , we stabb'd him sleeping . 2 Murd . The urging of that word , judgment , hath bred a kind of remorse in me . I Murd . What ? art thou afraid ? 2 ...
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Achilles Ajax Antony Apem bear blood brother Brutus Cade Cæs Cæsar Cassius Clarence Cleo Cleopatra Coriolanus Cres crown Cymbeline daughter death dost doth duke duke of York Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fool friends Gent give Gloster gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Holinshed honour house of York Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry VI lady Lear live look lord Lucius madam Malone Marcius Mark Antony means ne'er never night noble old copy reads Pandarus peace Pericles play Plutarch poet pray prince queen Rich Richard Rome SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's Somerset soul speak Steevens Suff Suffolk sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Titus Andronicus Troilus Troilus and Cressida unto Warwick word York
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Página 263 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 144 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Página 264 - I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood. I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me. But were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle...
Página 251 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 161 - Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then...
Página 305 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath...
Página 89 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them ; Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity.
Página 318 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Página 161 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.
Página 209 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.