Winter's tale. Com. errors. Macbeth. K. JohnEstes and Lauriat, 1887 |
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... thine ? For thy conceit is soaking , will draw in - 27 More than the common blocks : Not noted , is't , But of the finer natures ? by some severals , Of head - piece extraordinary ? lower messes , " Perchance , are to this business ...
... thine ? For thy conceit is soaking , will draw in - 27 More than the common blocks : Not noted , is't , But of the finer natures ? by some severals , Of head - piece extraordinary ? lower messes , " Perchance , are to this business ...
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... thine eyes at once see good and evil , Inclining to them both : Were my wife's liver Infected as her life , she would not live The running of one glass . Cam . Who does infect her ? Leon . Why , he that wears her like her medal ...
... thine eyes at once see good and evil , Inclining to them both : Were my wife's liver Infected as her life , she would not live The running of one glass . Cam . Who does infect her ? Leon . Why , he that wears her like her medal ...
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... thine own . Cam . I'll do't , my lord . Leon . I will seem friendly , as thou hast advis'd me . Cam . O , miserable lady ! — But , for me , What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner [ Exit . 34 To blench is to start off , to shrink ...
... thine own . Cam . I'll do't , my lord . Leon . I will seem friendly , as thou hast advis'd me . Cam . O , miserable lady ! — But , for me , What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner [ Exit . 34 To blench is to start off , to shrink ...
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... by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine . If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands Shall I 58 АСТ 11 THE WINTER'S TALE .
... by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine . If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands Shall I 58 АСТ 11 THE WINTER'S TALE .
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... thine oracle ! - I'll reconcile me to Polixenes ; New woo my queen ; recall the good Camillo , Whom I proclaim a man of truth , of mercy ; For , being transported by my jealousies To bloody thoughts and to revenge , I chose Camillo for ...
... thine oracle ! - I'll reconcile me to Polixenes ; New woo my queen ; recall the good Camillo , Whom I proclaim a man of truth , of mercy ; For , being transported by my jealousies To bloody thoughts and to revenge , I chose Camillo for ...
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Page 297 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear : 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 : this is more strange Than such a murder is.
Page 263 - We'd jump the life to come. — But, in these cases, We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 89 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er 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 ~\\ hich does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Page 268 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 252 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use of nature...
Page 74 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Page 269 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Page 306 - Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Page 341 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Page 465 - Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.