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I am a fool , if you prove a mutineer , the next tree - The poor To weep at what I am glad of . ? monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer indigo Pro . Fair encounter nity . Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Cal .
I am a fool , if you prove a mutineer , the next tree - The poor To weep at what I am glad of . ? monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer indigo Pro . Fair encounter nity . Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Cal .
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Let it alone , thou fool : it is but trash . His tears run down his beard , like winter's drops Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly a frippery : S_0 king Stephano ! works them ...
Let it alone , thou fool : it is but trash . His tears run down his beard , like winter's drops Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly a frippery : S_0 king Stephano ! works them ...
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And worship this dull fool ! Pro . Bravely , my diligence . The'i shalt [ Aside . Pro . Go to ; away ! be free . Alon . Hence , and bestow your luggage where Alon This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod : Seb . Or stole it , rather .
And worship this dull fool ! Pro . Bravely , my diligence . The'i shalt [ Aside . Pro . Go to ; away ! be free . Alon . Hence , and bestow your luggage where Alon This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod : Seb . Or stole it , rather .
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ACT I. And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for wise . SCENE I .-- An open place in Verona . Enter Pro . Yet writers say , As in the sweetest bud VALENTINE and PROTEUS . The eating canker dwells ...
ACT I. And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for wise . SCENE I .-- An open place in Verona . Enter Pro . Yet writers say , As in the sweetest bud VALENTINE and PROTEUS . The eating canker dwells ...
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Why , fool , I meant not thee ; I meant Jul . O , know'st thou not , his lovks are my thy master . soul's food ? Speed . I tell thee , my master is become a hot Pity the dearth that I have pined in , lover . By longing for that food so ...
Why , fool , I meant not thee ; I meant Jul . O , know'st thou not , his lovks are my thy master . soul's food ? Speed . I tell thee , my master is become a hot Pity the dearth that I have pined in , lover . By longing for that food so ...
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Page 173 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 357 - 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 321 - What you do Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
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Page 31 - Rome Sent forth; or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain! Thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime, When, like Apollo, he came forth to warm Our ears, or, like a Mercury, to charm. Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines, Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit As, since, she will vouchsafe no other wit.
Page 229 - It must not be ; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established : 'Twill be recorded for a precedent ; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state : it cannot be.
Page 355 - 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...
Page 356 - 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...
Page 359 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Page 239 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
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| Title | The Dramatic Works and Poems, Volume 1 Volume 1 of The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare: With Notes Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Samuel Weller Singer The Dramatic Works and Poems, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Harper & Bros., 1847 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 21 Sep 2007 |
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