The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... doth perfume the sky . Remaineth nought but to interr our brethren , And with loud larums welcome them to Rome . Tit . Let it be fo , and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewel to their fouls . [ Then found trumpets , and lay the ...
... doth perfume the sky . Remaineth nought but to interr our brethren , And with loud larums welcome them to Rome . Tit . Let it be fo , and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewel to their fouls . [ Then found trumpets , and lay the ...
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... doth this motion please thee ? Tit . It doth , my worthy Lord ; and in this match , I hold me highly honour'd of your Grace : And here in fight of Rome , to Saturninus , King and commander of our common - weal , The wide world's Emperor ...
... doth this motion please thee ? Tit . It doth , my worthy Lord ; and in this match , I hold me highly honour'd of your Grace : And here in fight of Rome , to Saturninus , King and commander of our common - weal , The wide world's Emperor ...
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... doth nature plead , - Quin . Father , and in that name doth nature speak , — Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the reft will speed . Mar. Renowned Titus , more than half my foul ! Luc . Dear father , foul and substance of us all ! Mar ...
... doth nature plead , - Quin . Father , and in that name doth nature speak , — Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the reft will speed . Mar. Renowned Titus , more than half my foul ! Luc . Dear father , foul and substance of us all ! Mar ...
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... doth earthly honour wait , And virtue ftoops and trembles at her frown . Then , Aaron , arm thy heart , and fit thy thoughts , To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress , And mount her pitch , whom thou in triumph long Haft prifoner ...
... doth earthly honour wait , And virtue ftoops and trembles at her frown . Then , Aaron , arm thy heart , and fit thy thoughts , To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress , And mount her pitch , whom thou in triumph long Haft prifoner ...
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... doth make a gleeful boaft ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush , The fnake lyes rolled in the chearful fun , The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd fhadow on the ground s Under their sweet fhade , Aaron ...
... doth make a gleeful boaft ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush , The fnake lyes rolled in the chearful fun , The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind , And make a chequer'd fhadow on the ground s Under their sweet fhade , Aaron ...
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Страница 88 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
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Страница 189 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
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Страница 85 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.