The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volume 6H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... whose liquid furge refolves ( 34 ) ( 34 ) The fea's a thief , whofe liquid furge refolves The The moon into falt tears . ] The fea melting the moon into tears , is , I believe , a fecret in philofophy , which no body but Shakespeare's ...
... whose liquid furge refolves ( 34 ) ( 34 ) The fea's a thief , whofe liquid furge refolves The The moon into falt tears . ] The fea melting the moon into tears , is , I believe , a fecret in philofophy , which no body but Shakespeare's ...
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... whose memory Hereafter more - Bring me into your city , And ( 43 ) Here lies a reretched coarse , ] This epitaph the poet has form'd out of two separate diftichs quoted by Plutarch in his life of M. Antony the first , faid to have been ...
... whose memory Hereafter more - Bring me into your city , And ( 43 ) Here lies a reretched coarse , ] This epitaph the poet has form'd out of two separate diftichs quoted by Plutarch in his life of M. Antony the first , faid to have been ...
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... Whose friend in juftice thou haft ever been , Send thee by me their tribune , and their trust , This palliament of white and spotless hue ; And name thee in election for the empire , With these our late - deceased Emperor's fons : Be ...
... Whose friend in juftice thou haft ever been , Send thee by me their tribune , and their trust , This palliament of white and spotless hue ; And name thee in election for the empire , With these our late - deceased Emperor's fons : Be ...
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... Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered : There fhall we confummate our spousal rites . [ Exeunt . Manet Titus Andronicus . Tit . I am not bid to wait upon this bride . Titus , when wert thou wont to walk alone , Dishonour'd thus , and ...
... Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered : There fhall we confummate our spousal rites . [ Exeunt . Manet Titus Andronicus . Tit . I am not bid to wait upon this bride . Titus , when wert thou wont to walk alone , Dishonour'd thus , and ...
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... ( Whose name was once our terror , now our comfort , } Whofe high exploits and honourable deeds Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt , Be bold in us ; we'll follow , where thou lead'ft : Like ftinging bees in hotteft fummer's day ...
... ( Whose name was once our terror , now our comfort , } Whofe high exploits and honourable deeds Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt , Be bold in us ; we'll follow , where thou lead'ft : Like ftinging bees in hotteft fummer's day ...
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Page 336 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Page 101 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 311 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...
Page 307 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Page 116 - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Page 8 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.
Page 313 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time ; for, from this instant, There 's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Page 106 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Page 304 - Like the poor cat i" the adage ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 304 - If we should fail ? Lady M. We fail ! But screw your courage to the stickingplace, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...