The Plays of Shakespeare, 1±ÇGeorge Routledge & Company, 1858 - 40ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... heart wrapt in a players hyde , supposes hee is as well able to bombast out a blanke verse as the best of you ; and beeing an absolute Johannes Fac - totum , is , in his owne conceyte , the only SHAKE - SCENE in a countrey . Oh , that I ...
... heart wrapt in a players hyde , supposes hee is as well able to bombast out a blanke verse as the best of you ; and beeing an absolute Johannes Fac - totum , is , in his owne conceyte , the only SHAKE - SCENE in a countrey . Oh , that I ...
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... heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued Booke Those Delphicke Lines with deep Impression tooke ; Then thou , our fancy of herself bereaving , Dost make us Marble with too much conceiving ; And , so Sepulcher'd , in such pompe dost ...
... heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued Booke Those Delphicke Lines with deep Impression tooke ; Then thou , our fancy of herself bereaving , Dost make us Marble with too much conceiving ; And , so Sepulcher'd , in such pompe dost ...
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... heart - sore sighs ; one fading moment's mirth , With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights : If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ; However , but a folly bought with wit , Or else a wit by ...
... heart - sore sighs ; one fading moment's mirth , With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights : If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ; However , but a folly bought with wit , Or else a wit by ...
15 ÆäÀÌÁö
... heart - sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthrall'd eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; The first folio assigns ...
... heart - sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthrall'd eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; The first folio assigns ...
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... heart ; His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth . Luc . Pray Heaven he prove so , when you come to him ! JUL . Now , as thou lov'st me , do him not that wrong , To bear a hard opinion of his truth : Only deserve my love , by ...
... heart ; His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth . Luc . Pray Heaven he prove so , when you come to him ! JUL . Now , as thou lov'st me , do him not that wrong , To bear a hard opinion of his truth : Only deserve my love , by ...
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372 ÆäÀÌÁö - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
415 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
433 ÆäÀÌÁö - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
174 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, that she knew .she were! — She speaks, yet she says nothing; What of that? Her eye discourses, I will answer it. — I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
514 ÆäÀÌÁö - And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend, to make offence a skill; Redeeming time when men think least I will [Exit.
80 ÆäÀÌÁö - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
415 ÆäÀÌÁö - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
596 ÆäÀÌÁö - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
555 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? -No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it: — therefore, I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.