The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... marry : I fear thee ! Sam . Let us take the law of our fides : let them begin . Greg . I will frown as I pass by , and let them take it as they lift . Sam . Nay , as they dare . I will bite my thumb at them , which is a difgrace to them ...
... marry : I fear thee ! Sam . Let us take the law of our fides : let them begin . Greg . I will frown as I pass by , and let them take it as they lift . Sam . Nay , as they dare . I will bite my thumb at them , which is a difgrace to them ...
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). 1 膪 marry , I remember it well . * Tis fince the earthquake now eleven years , and the was wean'd , I never fhall forget it , of all the days in the year , upon that day ; for I had then ...
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). 1 膪 marry , I remember it well . * Tis fince the earthquake now eleven years , and the was wean'd , I never fhall forget it , of all the days in the year , upon that day ; for I had then ...
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... Marry , batchelor , Her mother is the Lady of the house , And a good Lady , and a wife and virtuous . I nurs'd her daughter that you talk withal I tell you , he that can lay hold of her Shall have the chink . Rom . Is fhe a Capulet ...
... Marry , batchelor , Her mother is the Lady of the house , And a good Lady , and a wife and virtuous . I nurs'd her daughter that you talk withal I tell you , he that can lay hold of her Shall have the chink . Rom . Is fhe a Capulet ...
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... marry us to - day . " Fri. Holy faint Francis , what a change is here ! Is Rofaline , whom thou didst love fo dear , So foon forfaken ? young mens love then lyes Not truly in their hearts , but in their eyes . Jefu Maria ! what a deal ...
... marry us to - day . " Fri. Holy faint Francis , what a change is here ! Is Rofaline , whom thou didst love fo dear , So foon forfaken ? young mens love then lyes Not truly in their hearts , but in their eyes . Jefu Maria ! what a deal ...
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againſt art thou Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Capulet cauſe Clown Cyprus dead dear death Defdemona Denmark doft thou doth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe fame Farewel father feem feen felf fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignifies flain fleep fome Fortinbras foul fpeak fpeech Friar Lawrence ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword gentlemen give Hamlet hath heart heav'n himſelf honeft Horatio houſe huſband Iago is't Jago Juliet King Lady Laer Laertes lago Lord Madam Mantua marry Mercutio moft Moor moſt Mountague muft murther muſt night Nurfe Ophelia Othello Polonius pray purpoſe Queen Rodorigo Romeo SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art to-night Tybalt uſe villain whofe wife word worfe
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Seite 154 - I'll be with you straight. Go a little before. [Exeunt all except HAMLET How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Seite 124 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her! What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have?
Seite 131 - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Seite 41 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die : like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.
Seite 140 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Seite 141 - The cease of majesty Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it...
Seite 140 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak.
Seite 199 - I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life and education; My life and education both do learn me How to respect you; you are the lord of duty; I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor my lord.
Seite 209 - O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Seite 118 - In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel ! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.