The Beauties of Shakspeare Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsT. Bedlington, 1827 - 345페이지 |
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... dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friends remember'd * not . Heigh , ho ! sing , heigh , ho ! & c . ACT III . A SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY . I know , the more one sickens ...
... dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friends remember'd * not . Heigh , ho ! sing , heigh , ho ! & c . ACT III . A SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY . I know , the more one sickens ...
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... dost shine , Exhal'st this vapour vow ; in thee it is : * Hooded , veiled . † Petticoats . The officers of the spiritual courts who serve cita If broken then , it is no fault of mine tions . LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST . 27 27 ACT III. ...
... dost shine , Exhal'st this vapour vow ; in thee it is : * Hooded , veiled . † Petticoats . The officers of the spiritual courts who serve cita If broken then , it is no fault of mine tions . LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST . 27 27 ACT III. ...
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... the sanctuary , And pitch our evils there ? O , fy , fy , * Attested , stamped . fy ! + Preserved from the corruption of the world .. See 2 Kings , x . 27 . What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo 34 BEAUTIES OF SHAKSPEARE .
... the sanctuary , And pitch our evils there ? O , fy , fy , * Attested , stamped . fy ! + Preserved from the corruption of the world .. See 2 Kings , x . 27 . What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo 34 BEAUTIES OF SHAKSPEARE .
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William Shakespeare. What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo ? Dost thou desire her foully , for those things That make her good ? O , let her brother live . Thieves for their robbery have authority , When judges steal themselves ...
William Shakespeare. What dost thou ? or what art thou , Angelo ? Dost thou desire her foully , for those things That make her good ? O , let her brother live . Thieves for their robbery have authority , When judges steal themselves ...
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... dost this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou ...
... dost this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Aposiopesis art thou banishment bear beauty blood bosom breath brows Brutus Cassius Cesar cheek Coriolanus crown curse Cymbeline dear death deed described Desdemona didst dost thou doth dream earth eyes fair fair ladies father fear fool fortune friends gentle Ghost give grief hand hang hath head hear heart heaven honour hour Iago iron tongue king kiss Lady live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd maid melancholy midnight bell mother murder nature ne'er never night noble o'er Pandarus passion Patroclus pity poor princes proud Queen revenge Richard III shame sleep soliloquy sorrow soul speak speech spirit stamp'd sweet Sycorax tears thee thine thing thou art thou hast thoughts tongue true twice-told tale unto vex'd villain virtue weep wife wind woman words young youth
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61 페이지 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
103 페이지 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
130 페이지 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
70 페이지 - 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 Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
17 페이지 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who...
127 페이지 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
130 페이지 - 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.
132 페이지 - s his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
60 페이지 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory...
102 페이지 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?