The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... Fear you his tyrannous paffion more , alas , Than the Queen's life ? a gracious innocent foul , More free than he is jealous . Ant . That's enough . Atten . Madam , he hath not slept to - night ; commanded None fhould come at him . Pau ...
... Fear you his tyrannous paffion more , alas , Than the Queen's life ? a gracious innocent foul , More free than he is jealous . Ant . That's enough . Atten . Madam , he hath not slept to - night ; commanded None fhould come at him . Pau ...
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... fear to die ? therefore proceed : But yet hear this ; miftake me not ; no ! life , I prize it not a ftraw , but for mine honour Which I would free ; if I fhall be condemn'd Upon furmifes , all proofs fleeping elfe But what your ...
... fear to die ? therefore proceed : But yet hear this ; miftake me not ; no ! life , I prize it not a ftraw , but for mine honour Which I would free ; if I fhall be condemn'd Upon furmifes , all proofs fleeping elfe But what your ...
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... fear Of the Queen's speed , is gone . Leo . How gone ? Ser . Is dead . Leo . Apollo's angry , and the heav'ns themselves Do ftrike at my injuftice . How now there ? [ Her . faints . Pau . This news is mortal to the Queen : look down And ...
... fear Of the Queen's speed , is gone . Leo . How gone ? Ser . Is dead . Leo . Apollo's angry , and the heav'ns themselves Do ftrike at my injuftice . How now there ? [ Her . faints . Pau . This news is mortal to the Queen : look down And ...
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... fear We've landed in ill time : the fkies look grimly , And threaten prefent blufters . In my conscience , The heav'ns with that we have in hand are angry , And frown upon's . Ant . Their facred wills be done ! get thee aboard , Look to ...
... fear We've landed in ill time : the fkies look grimly , And threaten prefent blufters . In my conscience , The heav'ns with that we have in hand are angry , And frown upon's . Ant . Their facred wills be done ! get thee aboard , Look to ...
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... fear the wolf will fooner find than the mafter ; if any where I have them , ' tis by the fea - fide , brouzing of ivy . Good luck , an't be thy will , what have we here ? [ Taking up the Child . ] Mercy on's , a bearne ! a very pretty ...
... fear the wolf will fooner find than the mafter ; if any where I have them , ' tis by the fea - fide , brouzing of ivy . Good luck , an't be thy will , what have we here ? [ Taking up the Child . ] Mercy on's , a bearne ! a very pretty ...
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Page 313 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 161 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 270 - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Page 164 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 103 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Page 288 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
Page 161 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Page 266 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 270 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Page 132 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...