The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumen1C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... what I ain ; but stopp'd And left me to a bootless inquisition ; Concluding , Stay , not yet.— Pro . The hour's now come ; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear ; Obey , and be attentive . Canst thou remember A time before we came ...
... what I ain ; but stopp'd And left me to a bootless inquisition ; Concluding , Stay , not yet.— Pro . The hour's now come ; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear ; Obey , and be attentive . Canst thou remember A time before we came ...
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... what thou hast promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . Pro . How now ? moody ? My liberty . What is ' t thou canst demand ? Ari . Pro . Before the time be out ? no more . Ari . I pray thee Remember , I have done thee worthy service ...
... what thou hast promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . Pro . How now ? moody ? My liberty . What is ' t thou canst demand ? Ari . Pro . Before the time be out ? no more . Ari . I pray thee Remember , I have done thee worthy service ...
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... What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Did make wolves howl , and penetrate the breasts Of ever - angry bears ... What shall I do ? say what ? what shall I do ? Pro . Go make thyself like to a nymph o SC . II . 13 TEMPEST .
... What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Did make wolves howl , and penetrate the breasts Of ever - angry bears ... What shall I do ? say what ? what shall I do ? Pro . Go make thyself like to a nymph o SC . II . 13 TEMPEST .
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... What , I say , Pro . My foot my tutor ! -Put thy sword up , traitor ; Who mak'st a show , but dar'st not strike , thy conscience Is so possess'd with guilt : come from thy ward ; For I can here disarm thee with this stick , And make thy ...
... What , I say , Pro . My foot my tutor ! -Put thy sword up , traitor ; Who mak'st a show , but dar'st not strike , thy conscience Is so possess'd with guilt : come from thy ward ; For I can here disarm thee with this stick , And make thy ...
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... What , all so soon asleep ! I wish mine eyes Would , with themselves , shut up my thoughts : Í find , They are inclin❜d to do so . Seb . Please you , sir , Do not omit the heavy offer of it : It seldom visits sorrow ; when it doth , It ...
... What , all so soon asleep ! I wish mine eyes Would , with themselves , shut up my thoughts : Í find , They are inclin❜d to do so . Seb . Please you , sir , Do not omit the heavy offer of it : It seldom visits sorrow ; when it doth , It ...
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Página 297 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 195 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Página 36 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and...
Página 264 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely...
Página 1 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Página 221 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Página 50 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Página 82 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own , And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Página 228 - I might say, element ; but the word is over-worn. [Exit. Vio. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool ; And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time ; And, like the haggard', check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Página xxxii - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions and gentle expressions...