The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: King Richard III. King Henry VIII. Timon of AthensT. Bensley, 1799 |
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... thou betray me ? efeech your grace to pardon me ; and withal , r conference with the noble duke . e know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will ey . are the queen's abjects , and must obey . rewell : I will unto the king ; e'er you will ...
... thou betray me ? efeech your grace to pardon me ; and withal , r conference with the noble duke . e know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will ey . are the queen's abjects , and must obey . rewell : I will unto the king ; e'er you will ...
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... thou faw Thy murderous faulchion smoking i The which thou once didft bend aga But that thy brothers beat afide the tter for the King of heaven that hath him .
... thou faw Thy murderous faulchion smoking i The which thou once didft bend aga But that thy brothers beat afide the tter for the King of heaven that hath him .
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... thou shalt never come . im thank me , that holp to fend him thither ; ter for that place , than earth . thou unfit for any place , but hell . one place elfe , if you will hear me name it . e dungeon . Your bedchamber . eft betide the ...
... thou shalt never come . im thank me , that holp to fend him thither ; ter for that place , than earth . thou unfit for any place , but hell . one place elfe , if you will hear me name it . e dungeon . Your bedchamber . eft betide the ...
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... thou fpit at me ? Anne . ' Would it were mortal poison , for thy fake ! Glo . Never came poifon from so sweet a place . Anne . Never hung poison on a fouler toad . Out of my fight ! thou dost infect mine eyes . Glo . Thine eyes , fweet ...
... thou fpit at me ? Anne . ' Would it were mortal poison , for thy fake ! Glo . Never came poifon from so sweet a place . Anne . Never hung poison on a fouler toad . Out of my fight ! thou dost infect mine eyes . Glo . Thine eyes , fweet ...
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... thou pleafe to hide in this true breast , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly stroke , And humbly beg the death upon my knee . [ He lays his breaft open ; she offers at it with his fword . Nay , do ...
... thou pleafe to hide in this true breast , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly stroke , And humbly beg the death upon my knee . [ He lays his breaft open ; she offers at it with his fword . Nay , do ...
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againſt Alcib Alcibiades Anne anſwer Apem Apemantus Athens beſt blood brother Buck Buckingham buſineſs cardinal CATESBY cauſe Cham Clarence confcience Crom curfe death doft doth Duch duke Duke of NORFOLK Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit fame fear fent fhall firſt flain Flav fleep fome fool forrow foul fpirit friends fuch Gent Glofter grace hath hear heart heaven highneſs himſelf honeft honour horſe houſe huſband Kath king's lady live Lord Chamberlain lord Timon lordship Lucullus madam maſter Moft moſt muft Murd muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray preſent prince promiſe queen Rich ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould Sir THOMAS LOVELL ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtill ſuch ſweet tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand Timon of Athens unto uſe whofe Whoſe yourſelf
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Страница 67 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Страница 65 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Страница 12 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd 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 ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Страница 67 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Страница 27 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Страница 64 - 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.
Страница 26 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Страница 64 - This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours 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.