The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 14R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... lord from fell Aufidius ! VOL . He'll beat Aufidius ' head below his knee , And tread upon his neck . Re - enter Gentlewoman , with VALERIA and her Usher . VAL . My ladies both , good day to you . VOL . Sweet madam , - " I will thence ...
... lord from fell Aufidius ! VOL . He'll beat Aufidius ' head below his knee , And tread upon his neck . Re - enter Gentlewoman , with VALERIA and her Usher . VAL . My ladies both , good day to you . VOL . Sweet madam , - " I will thence ...
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... lord return from the wars . VAL . Fye , you confine yourself most unreason- ably ; Come , you must go visit the good lady that lies in . VIR . I will wish her speedy strength , and visit her with my prayers ; but I cannot go thither ...
... lord return from the wars . VAL . Fye , you confine yourself most unreason- ably ; Come , you must go visit the good lady that lies in . VIR . I will wish her speedy strength , and visit her with my prayers ; but I cannot go thither ...
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... lord . Сом . ' Tis not a mile ; briefly we heard their drums : How could'st thou in a mile confound an hour , And bring thy news so late ? 7 - The Roman gods , Lead their successes as we wish our own ; ] i . e . May the Roman gods , & C ...
... lord . Сом . ' Tis not a mile ; briefly we heard their drums : How could'st thou in a mile confound an hour , And bring thy news so late ? 7 - The Roman gods , Lead their successes as we wish our own ; ] i . e . May the Roman gods , & C ...
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... lords o ' the field ? If not , why cease you till you are so ? Сом . Marcius , We have at disadvantage fought , and did Retire , to win our purpose . - to BEDWARD . ] So , in Albumazar , 1615 : " Sweats hourly for a dry brown crust to ...
... lords o ' the field ? If not , why cease you till you are so ? Сом . Marcius , We have at disadvantage fought , and did Retire , to win our purpose . - to BEDWARD . ] So , in Albumazar , 1615 : " Sweats hourly for a dry brown crust to ...
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... lord . COR . The gods begin to mock me . I that now Refus'd most princely gifts , am bound to beg Of my lord general . Сом . Take it : ' tis yours . -What is't ? COR . I sometime lay , here in Corioli , At a poor man's house ; ; he ...
... lord . COR . The gods begin to mock me . I that now Refus'd most princely gifts , am bound to beg Of my lord general . Сом . Take it : ' tis yours . -What is't ? COR . I sometime lay , here in Corioli , At a poor man's house ; ; he ...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections ..., Volume 14 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1821 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
ancient Antigonus Antony and Cleopatra appear Aufidius Autolycus bear beseech blood Bohemia BOSWELL called Camillo Cır Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli Cymbeline editors emendation Enter Exeunt eyes father fear friends give gods Hanmer hath hear heart Hermione honour JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry lady LART LARTIUS LEON Leontes lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth MALONE Marcius MASON means Menenius mother never noble old copy Othello passage PAUL Paulina peace Perdita perhaps play Plutarch Polixenes pr'ythee Pray prince queen Roman Rome SCENE second folio senate sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's SHEP SICINIUS signifies speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sword tell thee Theobald thing thou art Timon of Athens tongue tribunes Troilus and Cressida true Tullus TYRWHITT voices Volces Volumnia WARBURTON wife Winter's Tale word worthy Сом
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Página 348 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 16 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate ; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye ? With every minute you do change a mind, And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Página 231 - By and by we hear news of shipwreck in the same place, and then we are to blame if we accept it not for a rock. Upon the back of that comes out a hideous monster, with fire and smoke...