The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Том 6C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... tongue . [ Afide . Lear . To thee , and thiné , hereditary ever , Remain this ample third of our fair Kingdom ; No lefs in space , validity , and pleasure , Than that conferr'd on Gonerill . -Now our joy , Although our laft , noleaft ...
... tongue . [ Afide . Lear . To thee , and thiné , hereditary ever , Remain this ample third of our fair Kingdom ; No lefs in space , validity , and pleasure , Than that conferr'd on Gonerill . -Now our joy , Although our laft , noleaft ...
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... tongue , That I am glad I've not ; though , not to have it , Hath loft me in your liking . Lear . Better thou Hadft not been born , than not have pleas'd me better . France . Is it but this ? a tardinefs in nature , Which often leaves ...
... tongue , That I am glad I've not ; though , not to have it , Hath loft me in your liking . Lear . Better thou Hadft not been born , than not have pleas'd me better . France . Is it but this ? a tardinefs in nature , Which often leaves ...
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... tongue ; [ To Gonerill . ] fo your face bids me , tho ' you fay nothing . Mum , mum , he that keeps nor cruft nor crum , [ Singing . Weary of all , fhall want fome . That's a fheal'd peafcod . Gon . Not only , Sir , this your all ...
... tongue ; [ To Gonerill . ] fo your face bids me , tho ' you fay nothing . Mum , mum , he that keeps nor cruft nor crum , [ Singing . Weary of all , fhall want fome . That's a fheal'd peafcod . Gon . Not only , Sir , this your all ...
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... tongue , ( 10 ) Moft ferpent - like , upon the very heart . All the flor'd vengeances of heaven fall - On her ingrateful Top ! ftrike her young bones , - You taking airs , with lameness ! - Corn . Fy ! Sir , fy ! Lear . You nimble ...
... tongue , ( 10 ) Moft ferpent - like , upon the very heart . All the flor'd vengeances of heaven fall - On her ingrateful Top ! ftrike her young bones , - You taking airs , with lameness ! - Corn . Fy ! Sir , fy ! Lear . You nimble ...
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... When every cafe in law is right , No ' Squire in debt , nor no poor Knight ; When slanders do not live in tongues , And cut - purfes come not to throngs ; C 4 [ Exit . When When ufurers tell their gold i'th ' field , And King LE A R. 55.
... When every cafe in law is right , No ' Squire in debt , nor no poor Knight ; When slanders do not live in tongues , And cut - purfes come not to throngs ; C 4 [ Exit . When When ufurers tell their gold i'th ' field , And King LE A R. 55.
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Страница 275 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Страница 89 - 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.
Страница 299 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Страница 279 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Страница 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Страница 276 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Страница 102 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Страница 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Страница 6 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.
Страница 52 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.