The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 9Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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... thee stands this fair Hesperides , With golden fruit , but dangerous to be touch'd ; For death - like dragons here affright thee hard : Her face , like heaven , enticeth thee to view A countless glory , which desert must gain : And ...
... thee stands this fair Hesperides , With golden fruit , but dangerous to be touch'd ; For death - like dragons here affright thee hard : Her face , like heaven , enticeth thee to view A countless glory , which desert must gain : And ...
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... thee thou thyself shalt bleed . Daugh.In all , save that , may'st thou prove prosperous ! In all , save that , I wish thee happiness ! Per . Like a bold champion , I assume the lists , Nor ask advice of any other thought But ...
... thee thou thyself shalt bleed . Daugh.In all , save that , may'st thou prove prosperous ! In all , save that , I wish thee happiness ! Per . Like a bold champion , I assume the lists , Nor ask advice of any other thought But ...
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... thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? Hel . With ...
... thee for it ; and high heaven forbid , That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? Hel . With ...
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... thee then , and to Tharsus Intend my travel , where I'll hear from thee ; And by whose letters I'll dispose myself . The care I had and have of subjects ' good , On thee I lay , whose wisdom's strength can bear it . I'll take thy word ...
... thee then , and to Tharsus Intend my travel , where I'll hear from thee ; And by whose letters I'll dispose myself . The care I had and have of subjects ' good , On thee I lay , whose wisdom's strength can bear it . I'll take thy word ...
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... thee in our way ! Per . A man whom both the waters and the wind , In that vast tennis - court , hath made the ball For them to play upon , entreats you pity him ; He asks of you , that never us'd to beg . 1 Fish . No , friend , cannot ...
... thee in our way ! Per . A man whom both the waters and the wind , In that vast tennis - court , hath made the ball For them to play upon , entreats you pity him ; He asks of you , that never us'd to beg . 1 Fish . No , friend , cannot ...
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Adonis ANON Bawd bear beauteous beauty beauty's behold blood Boult breast breath cheeks Cleon Colatine daughter dead dear death deeds desire DIONYZA dost thou doth face fair fair lord false father fear fire flowers foul gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honour Jove king kiss lady lips live look lord love's Lucrece Lucretius lust LYSIMACHUS MALONE may'st Menelaus mind mistress Mitylene never night Othello Pentapolis Pericles pity poet poison'd poor praise Priam prince prince of Tyre queen quoth Sextus Tarquinius Shakspeare shalt shame sight sorrow soul STEEVENS swear sweet Tarquin tears tell Tereus Thaisa thee Theseus thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought thro thyself time's tongue true truth unto weep Whilst wife wilt wind words wound youth
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Page 154 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
Page 130 - I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O...
Page 98 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Page 130 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Page 17 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Page 148 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
Page 100 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Page 129 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
Page 111 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see : Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Page 134 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity :