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Sivu 270 - I'll lead Hieronimo where Orpheus plays, Adding sweet pleasure to eternal days. But say, Revenge, for thou must help, or none, Against the rest how shall my hate be shown? REVENGE This hand shall hale them down to deepest hell, Where none but Furies, bugs and tortures dwell.
Sivu 225 - Thus must we toil in other men's extremes, That know not how to remedy our own ; And do them justice, when unjustly we, For all our wrongs, can compass no redress. But shall I never live to see the day, That I may come...
Sivu 39 - O queen of adamant ! O marble breast ! If not the favour of his comely face, If not his princely cheer and countenance, His valiant active arms, his manly breast, If not his fair and seemly personage, His noble limbs in such proportion cast As would have rapt a silly woman's thought...
Sivu 249 - And all this sorrow riseth for thy son: And selfsame sorrow feel I for my son. Come in, old man, thou shalt to Isabel.
Sivu 268 - O, good words! As dear to me was my Horatio As yours, or yours, or yours, my lord, to you. My guiltless son was by Lorenzo slain, And by Lorenzo and that Balthazar Am I at last revenged thoroughly, Upon whose souls may heavens be yet aveng'd With greater far than these afflictions.
Sivu 151 - At last the golden oriental gate Of greatest heaven 'gan to open fair, And Phoebus, fresh as bridegroom to his mate, Came dancing forth, shaking his dewy hair...
Sivu 243 - May it be done ? Pain. Yea, sir. Hier. Well, sir ; then bring me forth, bring me through alley and alley, still with a distracted countenance going along, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars extinct, the winds blowing, the bells tolling, the owls shrieking, the toads croaking, the minutes jarring, and the clock striking twelve.