The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. Winter's tale. MacbethCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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Side 16
... face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts May'st thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Bert . My thanks and duty are your majesty's . King . I would I had that corporal ...
... face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts May'st thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Bert . My thanks and duty are your majesty's . King . I would I had that corporal ...
Side 19
... face the cause , quoth she , Why the Grecians sacked Troy ? Fond done , done fond , Was this king Priam's joy ? With that she sighed as she stood , With that she sighed as she stood , And gave this sentence then ; Among nine bad if one ...
... face the cause , quoth she , Why the Grecians sacked Troy ? Fond done , done fond , Was this king Priam's joy ? With that she sighed as she stood , With that she sighed as she stood , And gave this sentence then ; Among nine bad if one ...
Side 47
... face of neither , on the start , Can woman me unto't : -Where is my son , I pray you ? 2 Gent . Madam , he's gone to serve the duke of Florence We met him thitherward ; from thence we came , And , after some despatch in hand at court ...
... face of neither , on the start , Can woman me unto't : -Where is my son , I pray you ? 2 Gent . Madam , he's gone to serve the duke of Florence We met him thitherward ; from thence we came , And , after some despatch in hand at court ...
Side 52
... face I know not . Dia . Whatsoe'er he is , He's bravely taken here . He stole from France , As ' tis reported , for the king had married him3 Against his liking : Think you it is so ? Hel . Ay , surely , mere the truth ; I know his lady ...
... face I know not . Dia . Whatsoe'er he is , He's bravely taken here . He stole from France , As ' tis reported , for the king had married him3 Against his liking : Think you it is so ? Hel . Ay , surely , mere the truth ; I know his lady ...
Side 65
... face if your lordship be in't , as , I believe you are , you must have the patience to hear it . : [ 8 ] Module being the pattern of any thing , may be here used in that sense . Bring forth this fellow , who , by counterfeit virtue ...
... face if your lordship be in't , as , I believe you are , you must have the patience to hear it . : [ 8 ] Module being the pattern of any thing , may be here used in that sense . Bring forth this fellow , who , by counterfeit virtue ...
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Antigonus Autolycus Banquo bear-baiting BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Dunsinane Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool friends Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady Lady MACBETH LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam Malcolm MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress never night noble Olivia Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Shakespeare Shep signifies Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH SIWARD soldier speak STEEVENS swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought WARBURTON weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
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Side 285 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Side 305 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Side 286 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, 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.
Side 280 - Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Side 290 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Side 113 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Side 223 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Side 293 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt.
Side 285 - 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.
Side 336 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.