The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Volume 5J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintot, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. and B. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod, 1745 |
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... fuch a feaft . Apem . Would all these flatterers were thine enemies then ; that thou might'st kill ' em , and bid me to ' em ! Luc . Might we but have the happiness , my Lord , that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might ex ...
... fuch a feaft . Apem . Would all these flatterers were thine enemies then ; that thou might'st kill ' em , and bid me to ' em ! Luc . Might we but have the happiness , my Lord , that you would once use our hearts , whereby we might ex ...
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... fuch that do e'en enemies exceed . I bleed inwardly for my Lord . [ Exit . Tim . You do your selves much wrong , you bate too much of your own merits . Here , my Lord , a trifle of our love . I Lord . With more than common thanks I will ...
... fuch that do e'en enemies exceed . I bleed inwardly for my Lord . [ Exit . Tim . You do your selves much wrong , you bate too much of your own merits . Here , my Lord , a trifle of our love . I Lord . With more than common thanks I will ...
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... fuch a courage to have done him good . But now return , And with their faint reply this answer join ; Who bates mine honour , shall not know my coin . [ Exit . Ser . Excellent ! your Lordship's a goodly villain . The devil knew not what ...
... fuch a courage to have done him good . But now return , And with their faint reply this answer join ; Who bates mine honour , shall not know my coin . [ Exit . Ser . Excellent ! your Lordship's a goodly villain . The devil knew not what ...
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... fuch a prodigal course is like the sun's , But not like his recoverable , I fear : ' Tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse ; That is , one may reach deep enough , and yet Find little . Phi . I am of your fear for that . Tit . I'll ...
... fuch a prodigal course is like the sun's , But not like his recoverable , I fear : ' Tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse ; That is , one may reach deep enough , and yet Find little . Phi . I am of your fear for that . Tit . I'll ...
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... fuch as may the paffive drugs of it Freely command ; thou wouldst have plung'd thy felf In general riot , melted down thy youth In different beds of luft , and never learn'd The icy precepts of respect , but followed The fugar'd game ...
... fuch as may the paffive drugs of it Freely command ; thou wouldst have plung'd thy felf In general riot , melted down thy youth In different beds of luft , and never learn'd The icy precepts of respect , but followed The fugar'd game ...
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Ægypt Æno Alcibiades Andronicus anſwer Antony Apem Apemantus Aufidius Banquo beſt blood Brutus buſineſs Cæfar Cafar Caffius cauſe Cefar CENE Cleo Cominius Coriolanus death doſt doth elſe emend Enter Eros Exeunt Exit fear felf firſt Flav foldier fome forrow friends fuch give Gods Goths hand hath hear heart heav'n honour houſe Lady laſt Lavinia leſs Lord Lucius lyes Macb Macbeth Macd Mach Madam Marcus Mark Antony Martius maſter moſt muſt noble o'th old edit pleaſe pleaſure Pleb Pompey pray preſent purpoſe reſt Roffe Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſee ſelf ſelves ſerve ſervice ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſweet ſword tell thee Theob There's theſe thine thoſe thou art Timon Titinius Titus Titus Andronicus uſe Warb whoſe
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Página 248 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Página 205 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Página 242 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Página 509 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 488 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 484 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Página 216 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder And that craves wary walking. Crown him that, And then, I grant, we put a sting in him That at his will he may do danger with.
Página 485 - When Duncan is asleep (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him), his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Página 205 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 384 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...