The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 3C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... wife's sake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . You are shallow , madam ; e'en great friends ... wife , is the cherisher of my flesh and blood ; he , that cherishes my flesh and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he ...
... wife's sake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . You are shallow , madam ; e'en great friends ... wife , is the cherisher of my flesh and blood ; he , that cherishes my flesh and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he ...
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... wife . Ber . My wife , my liege ? I shall beseech your highness , In such a business give me leave to use The help of mine own eyes . King . What she has done for me ? Ber . Know'st thou not , Bertram , Yes , my good lord ; But never ...
... wife . Ber . My wife , my liege ? I shall beseech your highness , In such a business give me leave to use The help of mine own eyes . King . What she has done for me ? Ber . Know'st thou not , Bertram , Yes , my good lord ; But never ...
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... wife ! -Disdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'st in her , the which I can build up . Strange is it , that our bloods , Of colour , weight , and heat , pour'd all together , Would quite confound ...
... wife ! -Disdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'st in her , the which I can build up . Strange is it , that our bloods , Of colour , weight , and heat , pour'd all together , Would quite confound ...
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... wife . Par . Will this capricio hold in thee , art sure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise I'll send her straight away : To - morrow [ me . I'll to the wars , she to her single sorrow . Par . Why , these balls bound ; there's ...
... wife . Par . Will this capricio hold in thee , art sure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise I'll send her straight away : To - morrow [ me . I'll to the wars , she to her single sorrow . Par . Why , these balls bound ; there's ...
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... Count . Return you thither ? 1 Gent . Ay , madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . [ Reads . ] Till I have no wife , I have no- thing in France . ' Tis bitter ! Count . Hel . Find you that there ? Ay 40 ACT III . ALL'S WELL.
... Count . Return you thither ? 1 Gent . Ay , madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . [ Reads . ] Till I have no wife , I have no- thing in France . ' Tis bitter ! Count . Hel . Find you that there ? Ay 40 ACT III . ALL'S WELL.
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ANTIGONUS Antipholus AUTOLYCUS Banquo Baptista bear BERTRAM Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Count daughter death dost doth Dromio Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave knock Lady LADY MACBETH Leon look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam maid marry master mistress Narbon ne'er never noble Padua Paul Petruchio Pisa Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Servant Shep Sicilia Signior Sirrah sister sleep speak stay swear sweet Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast Tranio unto villain Vincentio What's wife Witch
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Página 303 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Página 311 - 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 326 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Página 305 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood; Stop up th...
Página 152 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience, — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Página 307 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Página 54 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.