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Page 160
Your ( wife , so I would say ) affectionate servant , GONERILL . aOh ,
undistinguish'd space of woman's b will ! A plot upon her virtuous husband's life ,
And the exchange my brother . Here , i'th ' sands Thee I'll rake up , the post
unfanctified So ...
Your ( wife , so I would say ) affectionate servant , GONERILL . aOh ,
undistinguish'd space of woman's b will ! A plot upon her virtuous husband's life ,
And the exchange my brother . Here , i'th ' sands Thee I'll rake up , the post
unfanctified So ...
Page 112
Your castle is surpriz'd ; your wife and babes Savagely Naughter'd ; to relate the
manner , Were on the quarry of these ' murther'd deer To add the death of you .
Mal . Merciful heaven ! What , man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give ...
Your castle is surpriz'd ; your wife and babes Savagely Naughter'd ; to relate the
manner , Were on the quarry of these ' murther'd deer To add the death of you .
Mal . Merciful heaven ! What , man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give ...
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If it be no more , Portia is Brutus ' harlot , not his wife . Bru . You are my true and
honourable wife , As dear to me , as are the ruddy drops That visit my fad heart .
Por . If this were true , then should I know this secret . I grant I am a woman ; but ...
If it be no more , Portia is Brutus ' harlot , not his wife . Bru . You are my true and
honourable wife , As dear to me , as are the ruddy drops That visit my fad heart .
Por . If this were true , then should I know this secret . I grant I am a woman ; but ...
Page 169
If she come in , she'll sure speak to my wife ; My wife ! my wife ! ° what wife ? I
have no wife . O insupportable ! O heavy hour ! Methinks it should be now a huge
eclipse Of sun and moon , and that th ' affrighted globe Should yawn at alteration
.
If she come in , she'll sure speak to my wife ; My wife ! my wife ! ° what wife ? I
have no wife . O insupportable ! O heavy hour ! Methinks it should be now a huge
eclipse Of sun and moon , and that th ' affrighted globe Should yawn at alteration
.
Page 175
Iago offers to ftab his wife , Gra . Fie , your sword upon a woman ? Æmil . Ok ,
thou dull Moor ! that handkerchief thon speak'st ' on , I found by fortune , and did
give my husband ; For often , with a folemn earneftness , More than indeed
belongd ...
Iago offers to ftab his wife , Gra . Fie , your sword upon a woman ? Æmil . Ok ,
thou dull Moor ! that handkerchief thon speak'st ' on , I found by fortune , and did
give my husband ; For often , with a folemn earneftness , More than indeed
belongd ...
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Page 34 - Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH.
Page 94 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 117 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Page 40 - Like the poor cat i" the adage ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 40 - If we should fail? Lady M. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Page 87 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog...
Page 85 - But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Page 4 - 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...
Page 73 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men 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.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Othello, the Moor of Venice: A Tragedy Hamlet. With alterations and travestie Volume 1, Issue 2 of [Shakespeare, W. [Tragedies] 1770-74 |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | W. Bowyer and J. Nichols, and sold by W. Owen, 1770 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 13 Feb 2007 |
| Length | 133 pages |
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