The Works of William Shakspeare, Volumen2C.S. Francis, 1852 |
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... brother : I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassel die : He must not be my brother . Count . Nor I your mother ...
... brother : I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassel die : He must not be my brother . Count . Nor I your mother ...
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... brother ? Count . Yes , Helen , you might be my daughter - in - law ; God shield , you mean it not ! daughter and mother , So strive upon your pulse : What , pale again ? My fear hath catch'd your fondness : Now I see The mystery of ...
... brother ? Count . Yes , Helen , you might be my daughter - in - law ; God shield , you mean it not ! daughter and mother , So strive upon your pulse : What , pale again ? My fear hath catch'd your fondness : Now I see The mystery of ...
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... brother . We have lost our labour ; they are gone a contrary way : hark : you may know by their trumpets . Mar. Come , let's return again , and suffice ourselves with the report of it . Well , Diana , take heed of this French earl : the ...
... brother . We have lost our labour ; they are gone a contrary way : hark : you may know by their trumpets . Mar. Come , let's return again , and suffice ourselves with the report of it . Well , Diana , take heed of this French earl : the ...
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... brother , he shall go along with me . 1 Lord . As't please your lordship : I'll leave you . Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and show you The lass I spoke of . 2 Lord . But , you say , she's honest . Ber . That's all the fault ...
... brother , he shall go along with me . 1 Lord . As't please your lordship : I'll leave you . Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and show you The lass I spoke of . 2 Lord . But , you say , she's honest . Ber . That's all the fault ...
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... brother , We have caught the woodcock , and will keep him muffled , Till we do hear from them . 2 Sold . Captain , I will . 1 Lord . He will betray us all unto ourselves ; - Inform ' em that . 2 Sold . So I will , Sir . 1 Lord . Till ...
... brother , We have caught the woodcock , and will keep him muffled , Till we do hear from them . 2 Sold . Captain , I will . 1 Lord . He will betray us all unto ourselves ; - Inform ' em that . 2 Sold . So I will , Sir . 1 Lord . Till ...
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art thou Banquo Bard Bardolph Bast bear Bianca Bion blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cousin death dost doth Dromio duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear friends Gaunt gentleman give grace Gremio grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven hither honour horse Hortensio Kate Kath king knave Lady Leon liege live look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Madam majesty marry master mistress never noble Northumberland Padua peace Percy Petruchio Poins pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rich Rousillon SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sirrah soul speak stand swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio unto villain wife wilt Witch word
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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...