The Stoddard Library: Shakespeare-TaineG.L. Shuman & Company, 1910 |
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... believe With how depraved a quality - O Regan ! Reg . I pray you , sir , take patience : I have hope You less know how to value her desert Than she to scant her duty . Lear . Say , how is that ? Reg . I cannot think my sister in the ...
... believe With how depraved a quality - O Regan ! Reg . I pray you , sir , take patience : I have hope You less know how to value her desert Than she to scant her duty . Lear . Say , how is that ? Reg . I cannot think my sister in the ...
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... believe I love . Ros . Me believe it ! you may as soon make her that you love believe it ; which , I warrant , she is apter to do than to confess she does that is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their ...
... believe I love . Ros . Me believe it ! you may as soon make her that you love believe it ; which , I warrant , she is apter to do than to confess she does that is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their ...
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... believe thee . Rom . If my heart's dear love- Jul . Well , do not swear : although I joy in thee , I have no joy of this contract to - night : It is too rash , too unadvised , too sudden , Too like the lightning , which doth cease to be ...
... believe thee . Rom . If my heart's dear love- Jul . Well , do not swear : although I joy in thee , I have no joy of this contract to - night : It is too rash , too unadvised , too sudden , Too like the lightning , which doth cease to be ...
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... Believe me , love , it was the nightingale . Rom . It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale : look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund ...
... Believe me , love , it was the nightingale . Rom . It was the lark , the herald of the morn , No nightingale : look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund ...
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... believe me for mine honor , and have respect for mine honor , that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom , and awake your senses , that you may the better judge . If there be any in this assembly , any dear friend of Cæsar's , to ...
... believe me for mine honor , and have respect for mine honor , that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom , and awake your senses , that you may the better judge . If there be any in this assembly , any dear friend of Cæsar's , to ...
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Acres beauty blood body breath Brutus Cæsar called Chas child Creon dead dear death Dendermond doth earth eccho ring Edipus Enter Exeunt eyes face father Faulkland fear feel fire follow Fool Galba gentleman give Glou hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honor Inchcape Rock Italy Kent king kiss Lady Teaz Laius Lear leave light live look lord Lygia Mas'r master mind Miss Ophelia nature Nelson never night Ophelia Otho poor pray Rome Rosalind round seemed servant sing Sir Luc Sir Lucius Sir Pet Sir Peter sleep soldier soul speak spirit stood sure Surf sweet sword Tabary Teazle tell thee thine things thou art thought Tiberius Tiresias uncle Toby victory Villon Vitellius wind words Zounds
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119 페이지 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
109 페이지 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
62 페이지 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
118 페이지 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
133 페이지 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
121 페이지 - The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
126 페이지 - I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone. And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee!
56 페이지 - O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
11 페이지 - 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.
125 페이지 - Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.