King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... speak first . Gon . Sir , I Do love you more than words can wield the matter , Dearer than eyesight , space , and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued , rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honor ; As much as ...
... speak first . Gon . Sir , I Do love you more than words can wield the matter , Dearer than eyesight , space , and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued , rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honor ; As much as ...
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... Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing can come of nothing ; speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth . I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more ...
... Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing can come of nothing ; speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth . I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more ...
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... speak and purpose not ; since what I well intend , I'll do't before I speak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or foulness , No unchaste action , or dishonored step , That hath deprived me of your grace and favor ...
... speak and purpose not ; since what I well intend , I'll do't before I speak , ) that you make known It is no vicious blot , murder , or foulness , No unchaste action , or dishonored step , That hath deprived me of your grace and favor ...
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... speaking of eclipses as portents and prodigies , com- pares the dislocation of events , the times being out of joint , to the unnat- ural and offensive sounds fa sol la ... speak . Pray you , go ; there's my key SC . II . ] 25 KING LEAR ..
... speaking of eclipses as portents and prodigies , com- pares the dislocation of events , the times being out of joint , to the unnat- ural and offensive sounds fa sol la ... speak . Pray you , go ; there's my key SC . II . ] 25 KING LEAR ..
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... speak with him : say , I am sick.— If you come slack of former services , You shall do well ; the fault of it I'll answer . Stew . He's coming , madam ; I hear him . [ Horns within . Gon . Put on what weary negligence you please , You ...
... speak with him : say , I am sick.— If you come slack of former services , You shall do well ; the fault of it I'll answer . Stew . He's coming , madam ; I hear him . [ Horns within . Gon . Put on what weary negligence you please , You ...
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Страница 308 - 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.
Страница 314 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Страница 487 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow, unmoving finger at! — Yet could I bear that, too; well, very well: But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!
Страница 20 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Страница 115 - Lear. Be your tears wet? yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Страница 278 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Страница 335 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Страница 24 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Страница 316 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.
Страница 173 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.