The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play : Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Volume 1R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... doth but sleepe : " This ftony Register is for his Bones , " His Fame is more perpetuall than thefe Stones ; " And his own goodneffe , with himself being gone , " Shall live when earthly monument is none . " Not monumentall ftone ...
... doth but sleepe : " This ftony Register is for his Bones , " His Fame is more perpetuall than thefe Stones ; " And his own goodneffe , with himself being gone , " Shall live when earthly monument is none . " Not monumentall ftone ...
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... Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't that can inform me ? Hor . That can I : At least , the whisper goes fo . Our last king , Whofe image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of Norway ...
... Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't that can inform me ? Hor . That can I : At least , the whisper goes fo . Our last king , Whofe image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of Norway ...
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... doth well appear unto our state ) But to recover of us , by ftrong hand , And terms compulfatory , thofe forefaid lands So by his father loft : And this , I take it , Is the mean motive of our preparations ; The fource of this our watch ...
... doth well appear unto our state ) But to recover of us , by ftrong hand , And terms compulfatory , thofe forefaid lands So by his father loft : And this , I take it , Is the mean motive of our preparations ; The fource of this our watch ...
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... Doth with his lofty and fhrill - founding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning Whether in fea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring fpirit hies To his confine : and of the truth herein This present object ...
... Doth with his lofty and fhrill - founding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning Whether in fea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring fpirit hies To his confine : and of the truth herein This present object ...
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... Perhaps , he loves you now ; And now no foil , nor cautel , doth befmirch The virtue of his will : but you must fear , His greatnefs weigh'd , his will is not his own His 18 A & I. HAMLET . I will requite your loves: fo fare you well...
... Perhaps , he loves you now ; And now no foil , nor cautel , doth befmirch The virtue of his will : but you must fear , His greatnefs weigh'd , his will is not his own His 18 A & I. HAMLET . I will requite your loves: fo fare you well...
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Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.