The Works of William Shakspeare, Volume 2C.S. Francis, 1852 |
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... noble fellows strike : War is no strife To the dark * house and the detested wife . Par . Will this capricio hold in thee , art sure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise me . I'll send her straight away : To - morrow I'll to ...
... noble fellows strike : War is no strife To the dark * house and the detested wife . Par . Will this capricio hold in thee , art sure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise me . I'll send her straight away : To - morrow I'll to ...
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... noble purpose : and , believe't , The duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Count . Return you thither ? 1 Gen. Ay , Madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . [ Reads . ] Till ́I have no wife , I ...
... noble purpose : and , believe't , The duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Count . Return you thither ? 1 Gen. Ay , Madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . [ Reads . ] Till ́I have no wife , I ...
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... noble captain . 2 Lord . God bless you , captain Parolles . 1 Lord . God save you , noble captain . 2 Lord . Captain , what greeting will you to my lord Lafeu ? I am for France . 1 Lord . Good captain , will you give me a copy of the ...
... noble captain . 2 Lord . God bless you , captain Parolles . 1 Lord . God save you , noble captain . 2 Lord . Captain , what greeting will you to my lord Lafeu ? I am for France . 1 Lord . Good captain , will you give me a copy of the ...
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... noble scar , is a good livery of honour ; so , belike , is that . Clo . But it is your carbonadoed † face . 1 Laf . Let us go see your son , I pray you ; I long to talk with . the young noble soldier . Clo . ' Faith , there's a dozen of ...
... noble scar , is a good livery of honour ; so , belike , is that . Clo . But it is your carbonadoed † face . 1 Laf . Let us go see your son , I pray you ; I long to talk with . the young noble soldier . Clo . ' Faith , there's a dozen of ...
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... noble thought upon mine honour , Than for to think that I would sink it here . King . Sir , for my thoughts you have them ill to friend , Till your deeds gain them : Fairer prove your honour , Than in my thought it lies ! Dia . Good my ...
... noble thought upon mine honour , Than for to think that I would sink it here . King . Sir , for my thoughts you have them ill to friend , Till your deeds gain them : Fairer prove your honour , Than in my thought it lies ! Dia . Good my ...
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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...