The dramatic works of William Shakespeare, with copious glossarial notes and a biogr. notice by R. Inglis |
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... thought : I thank thee , Ariel : come ! Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to . What's thy Pro . Spirit , [ pleasure ? We must prepare to meet with Caliban . [ Ceres , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented I thought to have ...
... thought : I thank thee , Ariel : come ! Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to . What's thy Pro . Spirit , [ pleasure ? We must prepare to meet with Caliban . [ Ceres , Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented I thought to have ...
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... thought . Enter Speed . Speed . Sir Proteus , ' save you ! Saw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence to embark for Milan . Sp . Twenty to one , then , he is shipp'd already , and I have play'd the sheep in losing him .. Pro ...
... thought . Enter Speed . Speed . Sir Proteus , ' save you ! Saw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence to embark for Milan . Sp . Twenty to one , then , he is shipp'd already , and I have play'd the sheep in losing him .. Pro ...
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... thoughts immaculate ; His tears , pure messengers sent from his heart ; His heart as far from fraud , as heav'n from ... thought the remnant of mine age Should have been cherish'd by her childlike duty , I now am full resolv'd to take a ...
... thoughts immaculate ; His tears , pure messengers sent from his heart ; His heart as far from fraud , as heav'n from ... thought the remnant of mine age Should have been cherish'd by her childlike duty , I now am full resolv'd to take a ...
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... thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave . Sir To . By this hand , they are scoundrels , and substractors , that say so of him . Who are they ? Mar. They that add moreover , he's drunk nightly in your company ...
... thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave . Sir To . By this hand , they are scoundrels , and substractors , that say so of him . Who are they ? Mar. They that add moreover , he's drunk nightly in your company ...
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... thoughts are no That you extol me thus ? subjects ; Intents but merely thoughts . Mari . Merely , my lord . D. Your ... thought it was a fault , but knew it not ; Yet did repent me after more advice : 1 For testimony whereof , one in ...
... thoughts are no That you extol me thus ? subjects ; Intents but merely thoughts . Mari . Merely , my lord . D. Your ... thought it was a fault , but knew it not ; Yet did repent me after more advice : 1 For testimony whereof , one in ...
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Alençon arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood brother Claudio cousin crown daughter death dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Macb Macbeth Macd madam majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal shame signior Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir John Sir John Falstaff sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain What's wife wilt word York
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Page 16 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Page 315 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Page 418 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 443 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger : Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood...
Page 41 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Page 382 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Page 315 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.
Page 315 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties...
Page 452 - Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 368 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!