Select Plays of William Shakespeare: In Six Volumes. With the Corrections & Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added, Notes, Nide 3proprietors, 1820 |
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Sivu 11
... blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of such tame patience boast , As to be hush'd , and nought at all to say : First , the fair reverence of your highness curbs me From giving reins and spurs to my free speech ...
... blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of such tame patience boast , As to be hush'd , and nought at all to say : First , the fair reverence of your highness curbs me From giving reins and spurs to my free speech ...
Sivu 13
... blood : Which blood , like sacrificing Abel's , cries , Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth , To me , for justice , and rough chastisement ; And , by the glorious worth of my descent , This arm shall do it , or this life be ...
... blood : Which blood , like sacrificing Abel's , cries , Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth , To me , for justice , and rough chastisement ; And , by the glorious worth of my descent , This arm shall do it , or this life be ...
Sivu 14
... blood chamber'd in his bosom : In haste whereof , most heartily I pray Your highness to assign our trial day . K. Rich . Wrath - kindled gentlemen , be rul'd by me ; Let's purge this choler without letting blood : This we prescribe ...
... blood chamber'd in his bosom : In haste whereof , most heartily I pray Your highness to assign our trial day . K. Rich . Wrath - kindled gentlemen , be rul'd by me ; Let's purge this choler without letting blood : This we prescribe ...
Sivu 15
... blood Which breath'd this poison . K. Rich . Rage must be withstood : Give me his gage : -Lions make leopards tame . Nor . Yea , but not change their spots : take but my shame , " Fly into Affrick ; from the mountains there , " Chuse me ...
... blood Which breath'd this poison . K. Rich . Rage must be withstood : Give me his gage : -Lions make leopards tame . Nor . Yea , but not change their spots : take but my shame , " Fly into Affrick ; from the mountains there , " Chuse me ...
Sivu 17
... blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven phials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches , springing from one root : Some of those seven are dried by nature's course , Some of those ...
... blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven phials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches , springing from one root : Some of those seven are dried by nature's course , Some of those ...
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Sivu 81 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Sivu 80 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court; and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Sivu 40 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Sivu 146 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Sivu 16 - My dear, dear lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
Sivu 149 - Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Sivu 257 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Sivu 118 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Sivu 41 - England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Sivu 176 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman...