The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 7Jefferson Press, 1907 |
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... thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And by those fearful objects to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must ; For death remember'd should be like a mirror , Who tells us life ' s but breath , to ...
... thank thee , who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself , And by those fearful objects to prepare This body , like to them , to what I must ; For death remember'd should be like a mirror , Who tells us life ' s but breath , to ...
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... thank thee for it ; and heaven forbid That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy servant , What wouldst thou have me do ? HEL . To bear with ...
... thank thee for it ; and heaven forbid That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy servant , What wouldst thou have me do ? HEL . To bear with ...
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... thank you , sir . SEC . FISH . Hark you , my friend ; you said you could not beg . PER . I did but crave . SEC . FISH . But crave ! Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . PER . Why , are all your beggars whipped ...
... thank you , sir . SEC . FISH . Hark you , my friend ; you said you could not beg . PER . I did but crave . SEC . FISH . But crave ! Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . PER . Why , are all your beggars whipped ...
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... Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all thy crosses Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself ; And though it was mine own , part of my heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , ... 112-113 what . . . soul ] In this obscure ...
... Thanks , fortune , yet , that after all thy crosses Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself ; And though it was mine own , part of my heritage , Which my dead father did bequeath to me , ... 112-113 what . . . soul ] In this obscure ...
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... thank thee for ' t : my shipwreck now ' s no ill , Since I have here my father's gift in ' s will . FIRST FISH . What mean you , sir ? PER . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth For it was sometime target to a king ; I know ...
... thank thee for ' t : my shipwreck now ' s no ill , Since I have here my father's gift in ' s will . FIRST FISH . What mean you , sir ? PER . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth For it was sometime target to a king ; I know ...
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Antiochus ARVIRAGUS BAWD BELARIUS BOULT Britain Britons Cæsar call'd Cerimon CLEON Cloten command Confessio Amantis court Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza doth emendation Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear FISH Folio reading GENT gentlemen give gods Gower grace grief GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honour IACH Iachimo Imogen infra king knight lady Leonatus live look lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus madam Malone Marina master means mistress Mytilene ne'er never noble original reading PALACE Enter peace Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio play POST Posthumus pray prince of Tyre Prince Pericles prithee Quartos queen Re-enter Roman SCENE sense Shakespeare Simonides sorrow speak supra Tarsus tell THAI Thaisa THAL Thaliard thee there's thing thou art Thou hast thought thyself tongue Tyre unto villain What's Wilt word worth worthy princes
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Page 46 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Page 114 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 109 - I'll willingly to him : To gain his colour, 6 I'd let a parish of such Clotens blood, And praise myself for charity. [Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Page 114 - ... 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 111 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Page 139 - Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in' Our temple was he married. Rise, and fade. He shall be lord of lady Imogen, And happier much by his affliction made.