The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Volumen4R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful fpectacle of the wreck , which touch'd The very virtue of compaffion in thee , I have with fuch provifion in mine art So fafely order'd , that there is no foul—- No , not fo much perdition as an ...
... thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful fpectacle of the wreck , which touch'd The very virtue of compaffion in thee , I have with fuch provifion in mine art So fafely order'd , that there is no foul—- No , not fo much perdition as an ...
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... Ari . That's my noble master ! What fhall I do ? fay what ? what fhall I do ? Pro . Go make thyfelf like to a nymph o'the sea : Be fubject to no fight but thine and mine ; invifible Ta To every eye - ball elfe . Go , take 16 Aa TEMPEST .
... Ari . That's my noble master ! What fhall I do ? fay what ? what fhall I do ? Pro . Go make thyfelf like to a nymph o'the sea : Be fubject to no fight but thine and mine ; invifible Ta To every eye - ball elfe . Go , take 16 Aa TEMPEST .
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... thine ear . Ari . My lord , it fhall be done . [ Exit . Pro . Thou poifonous flave , got by the devil him- Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! [ felf Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew , as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather ...
... thine ear . Ari . My lord , it fhall be done . [ Exit . Pro . Thou poifonous flave , got by the devil him- Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! [ felf Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew , as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather ...
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... thine eye advance , And fay , what thou feeft yond ' . Mira . What is't ? a spirit ? Lord how it looks about ! Believe me , fir , It carries a brave form : -But ' tis a spirit . Pro . No , wench , it eats , and fleeps , and hath fuch ...
... thine eye advance , And fay , what thou feeft yond ' . Mira . What is't ? a spirit ? Lord how it looks about ! Believe me , fir , It carries a brave form : -But ' tis a spirit . Pro . No , wench , it eats , and fleeps , and hath fuch ...
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... thine eye , and cheek , proclaim A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . int . Thus , fir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this , ( Who fhall be as little memory , When he is earth'd ) ...
... thine eye , and cheek , proclaim A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . int . Thus , fir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this , ( Who fhall be as little memory , When he is earth'd ) ...
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Achilles Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer Antenor ARIEL art thou beſt better Calchas Caliban Cordelia Creffid daughter dear Diomed doth Duke Edmund elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem fhall fhew fhould fifter fince flain fleep fome fool foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill ftrange fuch fwear fweet fword give Glofter hath heart Hect Hector himſelf honour houfe houſe Illyria itſelf Kent king lady Lear lord madam mafter Malvolio Menelaus Mira moft monſter moſt muft muſt myſelf Naples Neft night PANDARUS Patr Patroclus pleaſe pr'ythee praiſe pray Priam purpoſe reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Sir Toby ſpeak ſtand Sycorax tell thee thefe Ther there's theſe thine thofe thou art Trin Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyffes whofe worfe yourſelf
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Página 73 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Página 72 - And mine shall Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...
Página 43 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Página 2 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Página 26 - Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me : would'st give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Página 94 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Página 39 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Página 62 - O, reason not the need: our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm. — But, for true need...
Página 35 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Página 35 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.