Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Volume 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... nurfe . [ this ? Dutch . His nurfe ! why , she was dead ere thou 1 Cit . Come , come , we fear the worft ; all will be well . waft born . [ me . York . If ' twere not the , I cannot tell who told Queen . A parlous 3 boy : —Go to , you ...
... nurfe . [ this ? Dutch . His nurfe ! why , she was dead ere thou 1 Cit . Come , come , we fear the worft ; all will be well . waft born . [ me . York . If ' twere not the , I cannot tell who told Queen . A parlous 3 boy : —Go to , you ...
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... nurfe ! old fullen play - fellow For tender princes , ufe my babies well ! So foolish forrow bids your ftones farewel . SCENE The Court . II . K. Rich . Tut , tut , thou art all ice , thy kindness freezes : Say , have I thy confent ...
... nurfe ! old fullen play - fellow For tender princes , ufe my babies well ! So foolish forrow bids your ftones farewel . SCENE The Court . II . K. Rich . Tut , tut , thou art all ice , thy kindness freezes : Say , have I thy confent ...
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... nurfe her , Holy and heavenly thoughts ftill counsel her : She shall be lov'd , and fear'd : Her own fhall blefs Her foes thake like a field of beaten corn , [ her , 5 ( When heaven fhall call her from this cloud of darkness ) Shall ...
... nurfe her , Holy and heavenly thoughts ftill counsel her : She shall be lov'd , and fear'd : Her own fhall blefs Her foes thake like a field of beaten corn , [ her , 5 ( When heaven fhall call her from this cloud of darkness ) Shall ...
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... nurfe ; or elfe thy perfon , Our comfort in the country . We must find An evident calamity , though we had Our with , which fide fhould win : for either thou Muft , as a foreign recreant , be led With manacles thorough our streets ; or ...
... nurfe ; or elfe thy perfon , Our comfort in the country . We must find An evident calamity , though we had Our with , which fide fhould win : for either thou Muft , as a foreign recreant , be led With manacles thorough our streets ; or ...
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... nurfe's tears 5cHe whin'd and roar'd away your victory ; That pages blufh'd at him , and men of heart Look'd wondering each at other . Cor . Hear'ft thou , Mars ? Auf Name not the god , thou boy of tears.- Cor . Ha ! Auf . No more . Cor ...
... nurfe's tears 5cHe whin'd and roar'd away your victory ; That pages blufh'd at him , and men of heart Look'd wondering each at other . Cor . Hear'ft thou , Mars ? Auf Name not the god , thou boy of tears.- Cor . Ha ! Auf . No more . Cor ...
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Page 753 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 741 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Page 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, 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...
Page 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 744 - 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.
Page 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Page 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.