Tales from Shakespear, by C. [and M.] Lamb1831 |
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... she had no memory of hav- ing seen any other human face than her father's . They lived in a cave or cell , made out of a rock it was divided into several apartments , one of which Prospero called his study ; there he kept. THE Tempest.
... she had no memory of hav- ing seen any other human face than her father's . They lived in a cave or cell , made out of a rock it was divided into several apartments , one of which Prospero called his study ; there he kept. THE Tempest.
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... father , " said she , " if by your art you have raised this dreadful storm , have pity on their sad distress . See ! the vessel will be dashed to pieces . Poor souls ! they will all perish . If I had power , I would sink the sea beneath ...
... father , " said she , " if by your art you have raised this dreadful storm , have pity on their sad distress . See ! the vessel will be dashed to pieces . Poor souls ! they will all perish . If I had power , I would sink the sea beneath ...
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... father , " said Miranda . " Now pray tell me , sir , your reason for raising this sea - storm ? " " Know then , " said her father , " that by means of this storm my enemies , the king of Naples , and my cruel brother , are cast ashore ...
... father , " said Miranda . " Now pray tell me , sir , your reason for raising this sea - storm ? " " Know then , " said her father , " that by means of this storm my enemies , the king of Naples , and my cruel brother , are cast ashore ...
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... father thought he saw this dear son swallowed up by the waves and lost . " But he is safe , " said Ariel , " in a corner of the isle , sitting with his arms folded sadly , lamenting the loss of the king his father , whom he concludes ...
... father thought he saw this dear son swallowed up by the waves and lost . " But he is safe , " said Ariel , " in a corner of the isle , sitting with his arms folded sadly , lamenting the loss of the king his father , whom he concludes ...
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... father lies : Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark , now I hear ...
... father lies : Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark , now I hear ...
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Страница 7 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Страница 169 - Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep,' the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave* of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast,— Lady M, What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried' Sleep no more !' to all the house ' Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Страница 242 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Страница 257 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Страница 358 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Страница 113 - O sweet Portia, here are a few of the unpleasantest words that ever blotted paper: gentle lady, when I...
Страница 118 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood, — The words expressly are, a pound of flesh...
Страница 177 - With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life , which must not yield To one of woman born.
Страница 79 - Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have...
Страница 173 - Be bloody, bold, And resolute : laugh to scorn the power of man, For none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.