The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Том 5 |
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... keep in favor with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery . The jealous , o'er - worn widow , and herself , 1 Since that our brother dubbed them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in this monarchy . Brak . I beseech your graces ...
... keep in favor with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery . The jealous , o'er - worn widow , and herself , 1 Since that our brother dubbed them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in this monarchy . Brak . I beseech your graces ...
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... keep her long . What ! I , that killed her husband , and his father , To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth , tears in her eyes , The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; With God , her conscience , and ...
... keep her long . What ! I , that killed her husband , and his father , To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth , tears in her eyes , The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; With God , her conscience , and ...
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... keep it , till thy sins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take deep ...
... keep it , till thy sins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take deep ...
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... keeps it ; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing ; and every man that means to live well , endeav- ors to trust to himself , and live without it . 1 Murd . ' Zounds , it is even now at my elbow , per- suading me ...
... keeps it ; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing ; and every man that means to live well , endeav- ors to trust to himself , and live without it . 1 Murd . ' Zounds , it is even now at my elbow , per- suading me ...
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... keep ; 1 and so betide to me , As well I tender you , and all of yours ! Come , I'll conduct you to the sanctuary . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. London . A Street . The trumpets sound . Enter the PRINCE of WALES , GLOSTER , BUCKINGHAM ...
... keep ; 1 and so betide to me , As well I tender you , and all of yours ! Come , I'll conduct you to the sanctuary . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. London . A Street . The trumpets sound . Enter the PRINCE of WALES , GLOSTER , BUCKINGHAM ...
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Страница 8 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Страница 199 - Farewell) a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Страница 199 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Страница 323 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Страница 122 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Страница 304 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or...
Страница 34 - With that, methought a legion of foul fiends Environed me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Страница 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Страница 202 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Страница 32 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.