The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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Sivu 7
... Lord , I'll give you my commiffion To let him there a month , behind the geste Prefix'd for's parting : yet , good heed , Leontes ; I love thee not a jar o'th ' What Lady fhe her Lord . Pol . No , Madam . Her . Nay , but you will . Pol ...
... Lord , I'll give you my commiffion To let him there a month , behind the geste Prefix'd for's parting : yet , good heed , Leontes ; I love thee not a jar o'th ' What Lady fhe her Lord . Pol . No , Madam . Her . Nay , but you will . Pol ...
Sivu 8
... Lord's . Will you go yet ? Force me to keep you as a pirfoner , Not like a gueft ? fo you fhall pay your fees When you depart , and fave your thanks . How fay you ? My prifoner ? or my gueft ? by your dread verily , One of them you ...
... Lord's . Will you go yet ? Force me to keep you as a pirfoner , Not like a gueft ? fo you fhall pay your fees When you depart , and fave your thanks . How fay you ? My prifoner ? or my gueft ? by your dread verily , One of them you ...
Sivu 10
... Lord . Leo . I'fecks ! Why , that's my bawcock ; what , has't smutch'd thy nofe ? They fay it is a copy out of mine . Come , captain , We must be neat ; not neat , but cleanly , captain ; And yet the steer , Are all call'd neat ...
... Lord . Leo . I'fecks ! Why , that's my bawcock ; what , has't smutch'd thy nofe ? They fay it is a copy out of mine . Come , captain , We must be neat ; not neat , but cleanly , captain ; And yet the steer , Are all call'd neat ...
Sivu 11
... Lord ? What cheer ? how is it with you , my best brother ? Her . You seem to hold a brow of much distraction . Are you not mov'd , my Lord ? Leo . No , in good earnest . How fometimes nature will betray its folly ! Its tenderness ! and ...
... Lord ? What cheer ? how is it with you , my best brother ? Her . You seem to hold a brow of much distraction . Are you not mov'd , my Lord ? Leo . No , in good earnest . How fometimes nature will betray its folly ! Its tenderness ! and ...
Sivu 13
... Lord ? I think most understand Bithynia ftays here longer . Leo . Ha ftays here longer . Ay , but why ? Cam . To fatisfie your Highness , and th entreaties Of our moft gracious mistress . Leo . Satisfie ? Th ' entreaties of your ...
... Lord ? I think most understand Bithynia ftays here longer . Leo . Ha ftays here longer . Ay , but why ? Cam . To fatisfie your Highness , and th entreaties Of our moft gracious mistress . Leo . Satisfie ? Th ' entreaties of your ...
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Sivu 313 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Sivu 161 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Sivu 270 - 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 164 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Sivu 103 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Sivu 288 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
Sivu 161 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Sivu 266 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Sivu 270 - 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...
Sivu 132 - 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...