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But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony ; I have not the skill . Ham . Why look you now , how unworthy a thing you make of me ? You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of ...
But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony ; I have not the skill . Ham . Why look you now , how unworthy a thing you make of me ? You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of ...
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Page 393 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; * An eye like Mars, to threaten and command ; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 335 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue ; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do ', I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Page 315 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Page 504 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Page 341 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of christians, nor the gait of christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 421 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal, and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.
Page 228 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason...
Page 284 - tis none to you ; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so : to me it is a prison.
Page 233 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us ! — Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee, Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me: Let me not burst in ignorance!
Page 342 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some" quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
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| Title | The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 7 The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | James Boswell |
| Illustrated by | Edmond Malone |
| Publisher | R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 16 Jul 2007 |
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