The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary ...Hogan & Thompson, 1851 |
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... England ? Dro . S. I looked for the chalky cliffs , but I could find no whiteness in them ; but I guess , it stood in her chin , by the salt rheum that ran between France and it . Ant . S. Where Spain ? Dro . S. ' Faith , I saw it not ...
... England ? Dro . S. I looked for the chalky cliffs , but I could find no whiteness in them ; but I guess , it stood in her chin , by the salt rheum that ran between France and it . Ant . S. Where Spain ? Dro . S. ' Faith , I saw it not ...
Page 222
... England , and in Ireland ; not confessing Their cruel parricide , filling their hearers With strange invention ; but of that to - morrow ; When , therewithal , we shall have cause of state , Craving us jointly . Hie you to horse ; adieu ...
... England , and in Ireland ; not confessing Their cruel parricide , filling their hearers With strange invention ; but of that to - morrow ; When , therewithal , we shall have cause of state , Craving us jointly . Hie you to horse ; adieu ...
Page 233
... England , and unfold His message ere he come ; that a swift blessing May soon return to this our suffering country Under a hand accursed ! Lord . I'll send my prayers with him ! [ Exeunt . ACT IV . SCENE I. A dark Cave . In Аст ІІІ ...
... England , and unfold His message ere he come ; that a swift blessing May soon return to this our suffering country Under a hand accursed ! Lord . I'll send my prayers with him ! [ Exeunt . ACT IV . SCENE I. A dark Cave . In Аст ІІІ ...
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... England . Macb . Len . Ay , my good lord . Fled to England ? Macb . Time , thou anticipat'st my dread exploits : The flighty purpose never is o'ertook , Unless the deed go with it . From this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall ...
... England . Macb . Len . Ay , my good lord . Fled to England ? Macb . Time , thou anticipat'st my dread exploits : The flighty purpose never is o'ertook , Unless the deed go with it . From this moment The very firstlings of my heart shall ...
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... England . A Room in the King's Palace . Enter MALCOLM and MACDuff . Mal . Let us seek out some desolate shade , and there Weep our sad bosoms empty . Let us rather Macd . Hold fast the mortal sword ; and , like good men , Bestride our ...
... England . A Room in the King's Palace . Enter MALCOLM and MACDuff . Mal . Let us seek out some desolate shade , and there Weep our sad bosoms empty . Let us rather Macd . Hold fast the mortal sword ; and , like good men , Bestride our ...
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Page 213 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the...
Page 250 - Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.