The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 9Bickers & Son, 1881 |
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Pagina 14
... look so huge , ( 21 ) Amazement shall drive courage from the state ; Our men be vanquish'd ere they do resist , And subjects punish'd that ne'er thought offence : Which care of them , not pity of myself , - Who am no more ( 22 ) but as ...
... look so huge , ( 21 ) Amazement shall drive courage from the state ; Our men be vanquish'd ere they do resist , And subjects punish'd that ne'er thought offence : Which care of them , not pity of myself , - Who am no more ( 22 ) but as ...
Pagina 15
... looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns , How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven , from whence They have their nourishment ? Per ...
... looks ? Hel . An angry brow , dread lord . Per . If there be such a dart in princes ' frowns , How durst thy tongue move anger to our face ? Hel . How dare the plants look up to heaven , from whence They have their nourishment ? Per ...
Pagina 18
... look from thee , then , and to Tharsus Intend my travel , where I'll hear from thee ; And by whose letters I'll dispose myself . The care I had and have of subjects ' good On thee I lay , whose wisdom's strength can bear it . I'll take ...
... look from thee , then , and to Tharsus Intend my travel , where I'll hear from thee ; And by whose letters I'll dispose myself . The care I had and have of subjects ' good On thee I lay , whose wisdom's strength can bear it . I'll take ...
Pagina 23
... look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when any shall not gratify , Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought , Be it our wives , our children , or ourselves , The curse of ...
... look for reverence , but for love , And harbourage for ourself , our ships , and men . Cle . The which when any shall not gratify , Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought , Be it our wives , our children , or ourselves , The curse of ...
Pagina 26
... Look how thou stirrest now ! come away , or I'll fetch thee with a wanion . Third Fish . Faith , master , I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us even now . First Fish . Alas , poor souls , it grieved my heart to ...
... Look how thou stirrest now ! come away , or I'll fetch thee with a wanion . Third Fish . Faith , master , I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us even now . First Fish . Alas , poor souls , it grieved my heart to ...
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Arcite Bawd beauty blood Boult breath cheeks Cleon Collatine Collier Coun cousin Daugh daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth editors of 1778 Emilia Enter Exam Exeunt eyes face fair fear fire flowers foul Gaoler gentle give gods grief hath hear heart heaven Helicanus HIPPOLYTA honour king kiss lady lips live look lord lov'd love's Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece Lysimachus maid Malone Marina mistress modern editors Mytilene ne'er never night noble Noble Kinsmen old eds Palamon Pentapolis Pericles PIRITHOUS pity poor pray prince prince of Tyre quarto queen quoth SCENE Seward Shakespeare shalt shame Simonides sorrow soul Steevens sweet Tarquin tears tell Thaisa Tharsus Thebes thee Theseus thine thing thou art thought thyself tongue true Tyre unto Walker's Crit weep wilt wind Wooer words
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Pagina 387 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pagina 347 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Pagina 385 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Pagina 390 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Pagina 390 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Pagina 372 - Though I, once gone, to all the world must die: The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead; You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Pagina 367 - Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Pagina 396 - To kiss the tender inward of thy hand, Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap, At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand ! To be so tickled, they would change their state And situation with those dancing chips, O'er whom thy fingers (67) walk with gentle gait, Making dead wood more bless'd than living lips. Since saucy jacks so happy are in this, Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.
Pagina 378 - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Pagina 348 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.