Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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... Thou thoughtst to helpe me , and such thankes I give , As one neere death to those that wish him live : But what at full I know , thou knowst no part , I knowing all my perill , thou no Art . Hell . What I can doe , can doe no hurt to ...
... Thou thoughtst to helpe me , and such thankes I give , As one neere death to those that wish him live : But what at full I know , thou knowst no part , I knowing all my perill , thou no Art . Hell . What I can doe , can doe no hurt to ...
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... Art thou so confident ? Within what space Hop'st thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the sunne shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnall ring , Ere twice in murke and occidentall dampe ...
... Art thou so confident ? Within what space Hop'st thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the sunne shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnall ring , Ere twice in murke and occidentall dampe ...
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... thou lov'st her , Thy love's to me Religious : else , do's erre . Exeunt . Parolles and Lafew stay behind ... art thou good for nothing but taking up , and that th'ourt scarce worth . Par . Hadst thou not the priviledge of Antiquity upon ...
... thou lov'st her , Thy love's to me Religious : else , do's erre . Exeunt . Parolles and Lafew stay behind ... art thou good for nothing but taking up , and that th'ourt scarce worth . Par . Hadst thou not the priviledge of Antiquity upon ...
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... thou art worthy of it . Par . I have not my Lord deserv'd it . Laf . Yes good faith , ev'ry dramme of it , and I will not bate thee a scruple . Par . Well , I shall be wiser . Laf . Ev'n as soone as thou can'st , for thou hast to pull ...
... thou art worthy of it . Par . I have not my Lord deserv'd it . Laf . Yes good faith , ev'ry dramme of it , and I will not bate thee a scruple . Par . Well , I shall be wiser . Laf . Ev'n as soone as thou can'st , for thou hast to pull ...
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... thou garter up thy armes a this fashion ? Dost make hose of thy sleeves ? Do other servants so ? Thou wert best set ... art a generall offence , and every man shold beate thee : I thinke thou wast created for men to breath themselves ...
... thou garter up thy armes a this fashion ? Dost make hose of thy sleeves ? Do other servants so ? Thou wert best set ... art a generall offence , and every man shold beate thee : I thinke thou wast created for men to breath themselves ...
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Page 387 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings : How some have been deposed; some slain in war...
Page 387 - Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 303 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say, That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again...
Page 317 - It is the curse of kings, to be attended By slaves, that take their humours for a warrant To break within the bloody house of life ; And, on the winking of authority, To understand a law ; to know the meaning Of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it frowns More upon humour, than advis'd respect.
Page 422 - Ha, ha! keep time. How sour sweet music is When time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives.
Page 217 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function. Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Page 421 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.
Page 413 - 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 422 - Then treason makes me wish myself a beggar, And so I am: then crushing penury Persuades me I was better when a king; Then am I king'd again; and...
Page 359 - 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? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?