The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 7 |
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The characters of Cordelia and Edgar , it is true , approach nearly to perfection ;
but the filial virtues of the former are combined with such exquisite tenderness of
heart , and those of the latter , with such bitter humiliation and suffering , that grief
...
The characters of Cordelia and Edgar , it is true , approach nearly to perfection ;
but the filial virtues of the former are combined with such exquisite tenderness of
heart , and those of the latter , with such bitter humiliation and suffering , that grief
...
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... exhibits so great a variety of excellence , and such amazing powers of
delineation ; so intimate a knowledge of the human heart , with such exact skill in
tracing the progress and the effects of its more violent and more delicate
passions .
... exhibits so great a variety of excellence , and such amazing powers of
delineation ; so intimate a knowledge of the human heart , with such exact skill in
tracing the progress and the effects of its more violent and more delicate
passions .
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I am made of that self metal as my sister , And prize me at her worth . In my true
heart 1 A firm , determined will . The lines from while we to prevented now are
omitted in the quartos . 9 The two lines in a parenthesis are omitted in the quartos
.
I am made of that self metal as my sister , And prize me at her worth . In my true
heart 1 A firm , determined will . The lines from while we to prevented now are
omitted in the quartos . 9 The two lines in a parenthesis are omitted in the quartos
.
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But goes this with thy heart ? Cor . Ay , good my lord . Lear . So young , and so
untender ? Cor . So young , my lord , and true . Lear . Let it be so , — thy truth
then be thy dower ; For , by the sacred radiance of the sun , The mysteries of
Hecate ...
But goes this with thy heart ? Cor . Ay , good my lord . Lear . So young , and so
untender ? Cor . So young , my lord , and true . Lear . Let it be so , — thy truth
then be thy dower ; For , by the sacred radiance of the sun , The mysteries of
Hecate ...
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Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent
unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think ' st thou
, that duty shall have dread to speak , When power to flattery bows ? To plainness
honor ...
Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent
unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think ' st thou
, that duty shall have dread to speak , When power to flattery bows ? To plainness
honor ...
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Page 266 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 364 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Page 283 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 237 - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
Page 12 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Page 51 - 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 175 - Romeo; and, when he shall die. Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 155 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Page 108 - 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 234 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...