The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play : Printed Complete from the Best EditionsR. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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Sivu 11
... Soul - killing witches , that deform the body ; Difguifed cheaters , prating mountebanks , And many fuch like liberties of fin : If it prove fo , I will be gone the fooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go feek this flave ; I greatly fear ...
... Soul - killing witches , that deform the body ; Difguifed cheaters , prating mountebanks , And many fuch like liberties of fin : If it prove fo , I will be gone the fooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go feek this flave ; I greatly fear ...
Sivu 3
... soul Elected him our absence to supply ; What figure of Lent him our terror , dreft him with our love : And given his deputation all the organs Of our own power : What think you of it ? Efcal . If any in Vienna be of worth To undergo ...
... soul Elected him our absence to supply ; What figure of Lent him our terror , dreft him with our love : And given his deputation all the organs Of our own power : What think you of it ? Efcal . If any in Vienna be of worth To undergo ...
Sivu 32
... souls , From fafting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . Well , come to me to - morrow . Lucio . Go to ; ' tis well ; ' [ Afide to ISAB . ] away Ifab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . Amen ! For I am that ...
... souls , From fafting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . Well , come to me to - morrow . Lucio . Go to ; ' tis well ; ' [ Afide to ISAB . ] away Ifab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . Amen ! For I am that ...
Sivu 10
... soul More ftronger to direct you than yourself ; If with the fap of reason you would quench , Or but allay , the fire of paffion . Buck . Sir , I am thankful to you ; and I'll go along By your prescription ; -but this top - proud fellow ...
... soul More ftronger to direct you than yourself ; If with the fap of reason you would quench , Or but allay , the fire of paffion . Buck . Sir , I am thankful to you ; and I'll go along By your prescription ; -but this top - proud fellow ...
Sivu 88
... soul , For honefty , and decent carriage , A right good husband ; let him be a noble ; And , fure , thofe men are happy that shall have ' em . The laft is , for my men ; -they are the poorest , But poverty could never draw ' em from me ...
... soul , For honefty , and decent carriage , A right good husband ; let him be a noble ; And , fure , thofe men are happy that shall have ' em . The laft is , for my men ; -they are the poorest , But poverty could never draw ' em from me ...
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Sivu 23 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Sivu 73 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think, I am easier to be played on than a pipe...
Sivu 39 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Sivu 71 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Sivu 92 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Sivu 92 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Sivu 2 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Sivu 56 - I'll tent him to the quick. If he but blench, I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil ; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape ; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
Sivu 54 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Sivu 28 - Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her.