The Two Noble KinsmenNew Shakespere Society, 1876 - 107 páginas |
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... thou wast o'erflowing , at once subduing | Thy force and thy affection ; -Soldieress ! That equally canst poise sternness with pity ; — Who now , I know , hast much more power o'er | him Than e'er he had on thee ; -who owest his ...
... thou wast o'erflowing , at once subduing | Thy force and thy affection ; -Soldieress ! That equally canst poise sternness with pity ; — Who now , I know , hast much more power o'er | him Than e'er he had on thee ; -who owest his ...
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... Thou worest that day the three kings fell , but lighter . Arc . That was a very good one ; and that day , I well remember , you out - did me , cous in : When I saw you charge first , Methought I heard a dreadful clap of thunder Break ...
... Thou worest that day the three kings fell , but lighter . Arc . That was a very good one ; and that day , I well remember , you out - did me , cous in : When I saw you charge first , Methought I heard a dreadful clap of thunder Break ...
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... Thou ( Love ) mayst force the king To be his subject's vassal , and induce Stale Gravity to dance , -the polled bachelor , Whose youth , ( like wanton boys through bon fires , ) Has skipt thy flame , at seventy thou canst catch , And ...
... Thou ( Love ) mayst force the king To be his subject's vassal , and induce Stale Gravity to dance , -the polled bachelor , Whose youth , ( like wanton boys through bon fires , ) Has skipt thy flame , at seventy thou canst catch , And ...
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... Thou purger of the earth ! draw thy fear'd sword , That does good turns i ' the world : give us the bones Of our dead kings , that we may chapel them ! And , of thy boundless goodness , take some note , That for our crowned heads we ...
... Thou purger of the earth ! draw thy fear'd sword , That does good turns i ' the world : give us the bones Of our dead kings , that we may chapel them ! And , of thy boundless goodness , take some note , That for our crowned heads we ...
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... thou think Of rotten kings or blubberd queens ? what care , For what thou feel'st not ; what thou feel'st , being able To make Mars spurn his drum ? —Oh , if thou couch But one night with her , every hour in't will Take hostage of thee ...
... thou think Of rotten kings or blubberd queens ? what care , For what thou feel'st not ; what thou feel'st , being able To make Mars spurn his drum ? —Oh , if thou couch But one night with her , every hour in't will Take hostage of thee ...
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action admirable allusions Arcite Arcite's argument Beaumont and Fletcher beauty character characteristic Chaucer chivalrous classical conception dialogue doubt drama edition effect Emilia evil expression external F. J. Furnivall fancy favour feeling Folio Furnivall give Hamlet Henry Hickson Hippolita human imagery images imagination imitation instance internal evidence JOHN HILL BURTON Jonson Juliet knights lady Lear less literature Littledale lofty Macbeth Massinger mental Midsummer Night's Dream mind moral nature never Noble Kinsmen original Othello Oxlip Palamon passages passion play plot poem poet poet's poetical art poetical faculty poetry present principles Prof Professor qualities Quarto Queen reason reflection representation romantic scene Shak Shakspeare's authorship Shakspere Society Shakspere's shew solemn Spalding Spalding's spirit story strength style thee Theseus thou thought tion tragic Troilus and Cressida true truth underplot versification Weber whole words writers written
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Página 111 - Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners ; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, Their virtues else, be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo, Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance of a doubt To his own scandal.
Página 110 - Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Página 111 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason...
Página 73 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 76 - And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life ! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou 'It come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir. Do you see this ? Look on her, look, her lips, Look there, look there ! [Dies.
Página 37 - Loaden with kisses, arm'd with thousand Cupids, Shall never clasp our necks ; no issue know us; No figures of ourselves shall we e'er see, To glad our age, and like young eagles teach them Boldly to gaze against bright arms, and say, Remember what your fathers were, and conquer!
Página 34 - The flower that I would pluck And put between my breasts — O then but beginning To swell about the blossom — she would long Till she had such another, and commit it To the like innocent cradle, where, phoenix-like, They died in perfume.
Página 24 - I am in labour To push your name, your ancient love, our kindred, Out of my memory ; and i' the self-same place To seat something I would confound : so hoist we The sails, that must these vessels port even where The heavenly limiter pleases.
Página 34 - The one of th' other may be said to water Their intertangled roots of love ; but I, And she I sigh and spoke of, were things innocent, Lov'd for we did, and like the elements That know not what nor why, yet do effect Rare issues by their operance, our souls Did so to one another : what she...
Página 28 - Maiden pinks of odour faint, Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true; Primrose, first-born child of Ver, Merry spring-time's harbinger, With her bells dim; Oxlips in their cradles growing, Marigolds on death-beds blowing, Lark-heels trim; All, dear Nature's children sweet.