The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: Troilus and Cressida. Cymbeline. King Lear. Romeo and JulietCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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Side 22
... follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores . And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility , And the rude son should strike his ...
... follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores . And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility , And the rude son should strike his ...
Side 25
... follows ; that praise , sole pure , tran- Aga . Sir , you of Troy , call you yourself Æneas ? Ene . Ay , Greek , that is my name . Aga . What's your affair , I pray you ? Ene . Sir , pardon ; ' tis for Agamemnon's ears . Aga . He hears ...
... follows ; that praise , sole pure , tran- Aga . Sir , you of Troy , call you yourself Æneas ? Ene . Ay , Greek , that is my name . Aga . What's your affair , I pray you ? Ene . Sir , pardon ; ' tis for Agamemnon's ears . Aga . He hears ...
Side 33
... follows ? Than Hector is : The wound of peace is surety , Surety secure ; but modest doubt is call'd The beacon of the wise , the tent that searches To the bottom of the worst . Let Helen go : Since the first sword was drawn about this ...
... follows ? Than Hector is : The wound of peace is surety , Surety secure ; but modest doubt is call'd The beacon of the wise , the tent that searches To the bottom of the worst . Let Helen go : Since the first sword was drawn about this ...
Side 45
... follow the young lord Paris ? Serv . Ay , sir , when he goes before me . Pan . You do depend upon him , I mean . Serv . Sir , I do depend upon the lord . Pan . You do depend upon a noble gentleman ; I must needs praise him . Serv . The ...
... follow the young lord Paris ? Serv . Ay , sir , when he goes before me . Pan . You do depend upon him , I mean . Serv . Sir , I do depend upon the lord . Pan . You do depend upon a noble gentleman ; I must needs praise him . Serv . The ...
Side 63
... follow you . Ene . Good morrow , all . [ Greek [ Edi Par . And tell me , noble Diomed ; ' faith , tell me true , Even in the soul of sound good - fellowship , ― Who , in your thoughts , merits fair Helen best , Myself , or Menelaus ...
... follow you . Ene . Good morrow , all . [ Greek [ Edi Par . And tell me , noble Diomed ; ' faith , tell me true , Even in the soul of sound good - fellowship , ― Who , in your thoughts , merits fair Helen best , Myself , or Menelaus ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antenor art thou BENVOLIO better blood brother Calchas CAPULET Cloten Cordelia Corn Cres Cressid Cymbeline daughter dead dear death Diomed dost doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool friar Gent give Gloster gods Grecian GUIDERIUS hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen JOHNSON Juliet Kent king lady Lear look lord madam MALONE Menelaus Mercutio mistress night noble Nurse o'the Pandarus Paris Patr Patroclus Pisanio poor Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Romeo SCENE Shakespeare speak stand STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee Ther there's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast Troilus Trojan Troy Tybalt Ulyss villain WARBURTON What's wilt word
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Side 172 - 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' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke.
Side 326 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep ; Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Side 334 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Side 21 - The heavens themselves, the planets and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order : And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other ; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad...
Side 252 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's: thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm. — But, for true need, — You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need ! You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Side 170 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azur'd harebell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Side 282 - Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yond...
Side 212 - For, by the sacred radiance of the sun ; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ; By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity, and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever.
Side 253 - ... hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely : touch me with noble anger ! And let not women's weapons, water-drops, 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. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws,...
Side 337 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.