The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, 4±ÇH. Baldwin, 1790 |
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... Shall not behold her face at ample view ; But , like a cloiftrefs , fhe will veiled walk , And water once a day her chamber round With eye - offending brine : all this , to season A brother's dead love , which fhe would keep fresh , And ...
... Shall not behold her face at ample view ; But , like a cloiftrefs , fhe will veiled walk , And water once a day her chamber round With eye - offending brine : all this , to season A brother's dead love , which fhe would keep fresh , And ...
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... Shall we fet about fome revels ? Sir To . What fhall we do elfe ? were we not born under Taurus ? Sir And . Taurus ? that's fides and heart " . Sir To . No , fir ; it is legs and thighs . Let me fee thee caper : ha ! higher : ha , ha ...
... Shall we fet about fome revels ? Sir To . What fhall we do elfe ? were we not born under Taurus ? Sir And . Taurus ? that's fides and heart " . Sir To . No , fir ; it is legs and thighs . Let me fee thee caper : ha ! higher : ha , ha ...
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... shall grow , Till thou have audience . Vio . Sure , my noble lord , If the be so abandon'd to her forrow As it is fpoke , fhe never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return ...
... shall grow , Till thou have audience . Vio . Sure , my noble lord , If the be so abandon'd to her forrow As it is fpoke , fhe never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return ...
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... shall answer for her ; Your will ? Vio . Moft radiant , exquiûte , and unmatchable beauty , -I pray you , tell me , if this be the lady of the house , 2- ftand at your door like a sheriff's poft , ] It was the custom for that officer to ...
... shall answer for her ; Your will ? Vio . Moft radiant , exquiûte , and unmatchable beauty , -I pray you , tell me , if this be the lady of the house , 2- ftand at your door like a sheriff's poft , ] It was the custom for that officer to ...
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... shall love ; And let your fervour , like my mafter's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes , yet my fate is well : I am a gentleman . - I'll be fworn thou art ; [ Exit . Thy ...
... shall love ; And let your fervour , like my mafter's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes , yet my fate is well : I am a gentleman . - I'll be fworn thou art ; [ Exit . Thy ...
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320 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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?
370 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
295 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
305 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
184 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - Like the poor cat i" the adage ? Macb. Pr'ythee, peace : I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was't then, That made you break this enterprise to me ? When you durst do it, then you were a man ; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
292 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
331 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. Macb. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are here ? ha ! they pluck out mine eyes. Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand ? No, this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
285 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...