The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 1Charles Willliams, 1813 - 913 pages |
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... swords . Are ministers of fate ; the elements , Of whom your swords are temper'd , may as well Wound the loud wine , or with bemock'd - at stabs Kill the still - closing waters , as diminish One dowle that's in my plume ; my fellow ...
... swords . Are ministers of fate ; the elements , Of whom your swords are temper'd , may as well Wound the loud wine , or with bemock'd - at stabs Kill the still - closing waters , as diminish One dowle that's in my plume ; my fellow ...
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... sword out , my finger itches to make one : though we are justices , and doctors , and Churchmen , master Page , we have some salt of our youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . Page . " Tis true , master Shallow . Shal ...
... sword out , my finger itches to make one : though we are justices , and doctors , and Churchmen , master Page , we have some salt of our youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . Page . " Tis true , master Shallow . Shal ...
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... sword , I fear thee not . Cloud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such cause of fear : In faith , my hand meant nothing to my sword . Leon . Tush , tush , man , never fleer and jest at mes I speak not like a dotard ...
... sword , I fear thee not . Cloud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such cause of fear : In faith , my hand meant nothing to my sword . Leon . Tush , tush , man , never fleer and jest at mes I speak not like a dotard ...
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... sword . Boyet . Full merrily Hath this brave manage , this career , been run . Biron . Lo , he is tilting straight ! Peace ; I have done.- Enter Costard . Welcome , pure wit ! thou partest a fair fray . Cost . O Lord , sir , they would ...
... sword . Boyet . Full merrily Hath this brave manage , this career , been run . Biron . Lo , he is tilting straight ! Peace ; I have done.- Enter Costard . Welcome , pure wit ! thou partest a fair fray . Cost . O Lord , sir , they would ...
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... sword and yours are kin . Good sparks and lustrous , a word , good metals : - You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one cap- tain Spurio , with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his sinister cheek ; it was this very sword ...
... sword and yours are kin . Good sparks and lustrous , a word , good metals : - You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one cap- tain Spurio , with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his sinister cheek ; it was this very sword ...
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arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood brother Claudio cousin daughter dear death doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Jack Cade Kath king knave lady Laun Leonato live look lord Lucio Macbeth Macd Mach madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress ne'er never night noble Northumberland Orla pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey poor pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto What's wife wilt word
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Page 224 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 321 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 448 - Let him depart ; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company, That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Page 407 - When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection ; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at last desist To build at all...
Page 316 - Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep ; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Page 414 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst 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 448 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Page 448 - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Page 78 - ... accommodations that thou bear'st, Are nurs'd by baseness ; Thou art by no means valiant ; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm ; Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death which is no more.
Page 314 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse...