The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, Volum 7 |
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Pàgina 10
... foul More fronger to direct you than yourself , If with the fap of reafon you would quench , Or but allay the fire of pallion . Buck . Sir , I'm thankful to you , and I'll go along By your prefcription ; but this top - proud fellow ...
... foul More fronger to direct you than yourself , If with the fap of reafon you would quench , Or but allay the fire of pallion . Buck . Sir , I'm thankful to you , and I'll go along By your prefcription ; but this top - proud fellow ...
Pàgina 18
... foul Yes , heartily I beseech you . King . Let him on . -Go forward . I fay , take heed ; Surv . On my foul , I'll fpeak but truth . I told my Lord the Duke , by th ' devil's illufions The monk might be deceiv'd ; and that ' twas dang ...
... foul Yes , heartily I beseech you . King . Let him on . -Go forward . I fay , take heed ; Surv . On my foul , I'll fpeak but truth . I told my Lord the Duke , by th ' devil's illufions The monk might be deceiv'd ; and that ' twas dang ...
Pàgina 29
... foul to heav'n . — Lead on , o ' God's name . Lov . I do befeech your Grace for charity ; If ever any malice in your heart Were hid against me , now forgive me frankly . Buck . Sir Thomas Lovel , I as free forgive you , As I would be ...
... foul to heav'n . — Lead on , o ' God's name . Lov . I do befeech your Grace for charity ; If ever any malice in your heart Were hid against me , now forgive me frankly . Buck . Sir Thomas Lovel , I as free forgive you , As I would be ...
Pàgina 37
... foul and body's fev'ring . Old L. Ah ! poor lady , She's stranger now again . Anne . So much the more Muft pity drop upon her : verily , I fwear ' tis better to be lowly born , And range with humble livers in content , Than to be perk'd ...
... foul and body's fev'ring . Old L. Ah ! poor lady , She's stranger now again . Anne . So much the more Muft pity drop upon her : verily , I fwear ' tis better to be lowly born , And range with humble livers in content , Than to be perk'd ...
Pàgina 41
... your facred perfon , in God's name , Turn me away , and let the foul'ft contempt Shut door upon me , and fo give me up : To th ' fharpeft kind of justice . Please you D 3 Så 61 : 41 KING HENRY VIII .: Scrib. Say, Henry King of England, ...
... your facred perfon , in God's name , Turn me away , and let the foul'ft contempt Shut door upon me , and fo give me up : To th ' fharpeft kind of justice . Please you D 3 Så 61 : 41 KING HENRY VIII .: Scrib. Say, Henry King of England, ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 186 - 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...
Pàgina 104 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ', By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be, Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee from this for ever.
Pàgina 67 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Pàgina 149 - 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...
Pàgina 154 - Lear. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Pàgina 65 - 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.
Pàgina 149 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's.
Pàgina 66 - ... happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. The king has...
Pàgina 67 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pàgina 126 - Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her. Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth, With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks, Turn all her mother's pains and benefits To laughter and contempt, that she may feel How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child!