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... not live , Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of
pastíme , When it was out , - Let me not live , quoth he , After my flame lacks oil ,
to be the snuff Of younger spirits , whose apprehensive senses All but new things
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... not live , Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of
pastíme , When it was out , - Let me not live , quoth he , After my flame lacks oil ,
to be the snuff Of younger spirits , whose apprehensive senses All but new things
...
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... His servant live , and will his vassel die : He must not be my brother . Count .
Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; ' Would you were ( So that
my lord , your son , were not my brother ) , Indeed , my mother ! - or were you both
.
... His servant live , and will his vassel die : He must not be my brother . Count .
Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; ' Would you were ( So that
my lord , your son , were not my brother ) , Indeed , my mother ! - or were you both
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It is our hope , Sir , After well - enter ' d soldiers , to return And find your grace in
health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will not confess he owes
the malady That doth my life besiege . Farewell , young lords ; Whether I live or
die ...
It is our hope , Sir , After well - enter ' d soldiers , to return And find your grace in
health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will not confess he owes
the malady That doth my life besiege . Farewell , young lords ; Whether I live or
die ...
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Good sparks and lustrous , a word , good metals : - You shall find in the regiment
of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio , with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on
his sinister cheek ; it was this very sword intrenched it : say to him , I live ; and ...
Good sparks and lustrous , a word , good metals : - You shall find in the regiment
of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio , with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on
his sinister cheek ; it was this very sword intrenched it : say to him , I live ; and ...
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I cannot give thee less , to be call ' d grateful : Thou thought ' st to help me ; and
such thanks I give , As one near death to those that wish him live : But , what at
full I know , thou know ' st no part ; I knowing all my peril , thou no art . Hel . What I
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I cannot give thee less , to be call ' d grateful : Thou thought ' st to help me ; and
such thanks I give , As one near death to those that wish him live : But , what at
full I know , thou know ' st no part ; I knowing all my peril , thou no art . Hel . What I
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Page 387 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 240 - 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 one...
Page 242 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Page 159 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The...
Page 237 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. 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 so meek...
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| Title | The Works of William Shakspeare, Volume 2 The Works of William Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | C.S. Francis, 1852 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 29 Feb 2008 |
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