The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus |
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Cleo . 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 ...
Cleo . 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 ...
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Page 30 - O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did . . . Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Page 75 - The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Our faith mere folly: — Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Page 122 - Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Page 122 - 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...
Page 115 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Page 31 - ... steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Page 111 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Page 98 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air : thou hast seen these signs ; They are black vesper's pageants.
Page 107 - The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord ! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Page 4 - Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the rang'd empire fall ! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay : our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man : the nobleness of life Is to do thus ; when such a mutual pair [Embracing.
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Antony and Cleopatra. Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus Volume 10 of The Plays of William Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | T. Bensley, 1800 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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