The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 12G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , Το weep ; whose every passion fully strives To make itself , in thee , fair and admir'd ! No messenger ; but thine and all alone , To - night , we'll wander through the streets , and note The ...
... thing becomes , to chide , to laugh , Το weep ; whose every passion fully strives To make itself , in thee , fair and admir'd ! No messenger ; but thine and all alone , To - night , we'll wander through the streets , and note The ...
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... thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? O , that I ... things ? Sooth . In nature's infinite book of secrecy , A little I can read . Alex . Show him your hand . Enter ...
... thing Alexas , almost most absolute Alexas , where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen ? O , that I ... things ? Sooth . In nature's infinite book of secrecy , A little I can read . Alex . Show him your hand . Enter ...
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... Things , that are past , are done , with me .- ' Tis thus ; Who tells me true , though in his tale lie death , I hear him as he flatter'd . Mess . Labienus ( This is stiff news ) hath , with his Parthian force , Extended Asia from ...
... Things , that are past , are done , with me .- ' Tis thus ; Who tells me true , though in his tale lie death , I hear him as he flatter'd . Mess . Labienus ( This is stiff news ) hath , with his Parthian force , Extended Asia from ...
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... thing but the finest part of pure love : We cannot call her winds and waters , sighs and tears ; they are greater storms and tempests than almanacks can report : this cannot be cunning in her ; if it be , she makes a shower of rain as ...
... thing but the finest part of pure love : We cannot call her winds and waters , sighs and tears ; they are greater storms and tempests than almanacks can report : this cannot be cunning in her ; if it be , she makes a shower of rain as ...
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... thing give him way , cross him in nothing . Cleo . Thou teachest like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter ANTONY . But here comes Antony ...
... thing give him way , cross him in nothing . Cleo . Thou teachest like a fool : the way to lose him . Char . Tempt him not so too far : I wish , forbear ; In time we hate that which we often fear . Enter ANTONY . But here comes Antony ...
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Agrippa Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA ARVIRAGUS Belarius blood Britain Britons brother burgonet Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cloten Cœs Cymbeline dead death do't Dolabella doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Iras is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar king lady leigers Leonatus Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messenger mistress never noble o'the Octa Octavia on't Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Proculeius queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Sextus Pompeius Shakspeare Sold soldier speak STEEVENS strange sword tell thee There's thine thing Thou art thou hast villain WARBURTON What's word
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Страница 267 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st : In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf 'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Страница 149 - With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak, That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass Unpolicied ! CHAR. O eastern star ! CLEO. Peace, peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep ? CHAR.
Страница 269 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
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Страница 152 - Take up her bed, And bear her women from the monument:— She shall be buried by her Antony: No grave upon the earth shall clip in it A pair so famous. High events as these Strike those that make them; and their story is No less in pity than his glory which Brought them to be lamented.
Страница 318 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ; The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Страница 238 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; * whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states,1 Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.