The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Том 4 |
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Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour , As thou art in desire
? Would'st thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life , And live a
coward in thine own esteem ; Letting I dare not wait upon I would , Like the poor ...
Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour , As thou art in desire
? Would'st thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life , And live a
coward in thine own esteem ; Letting I dare not wait upon I would , Like the poor ...
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... and tremble all this day . What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head ? Why
dost thou look so sadly on my son ? What means that hand upon that breast of
thine ? Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum , Like a proud river peering 2
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... and tremble all this day . What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head ? Why
dost thou look so sadly on my son ? What means that hand upon that breast of
thine ? Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum , Like a proud river peering 2
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That which upholdeth him that thee upholds , His honour : 0 , thine honour ,
Lewis , thine honour ! Lew . I muse , your majesty doth seem so cold , When such
profound respects do pull you on . Pand . I will denounce a curse upon his head .
That which upholdeth him that thee upholds , His honour : 0 , thine honour ,
Lewis , thine honour ! Lew . I muse , your majesty doth seem so cold , When such
profound respects do pull you on . Pand . I will denounce a curse upon his head .
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Well , see to live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle
owes : 8 Yet am I sworn , and I did purpose , boy , With this same very iron to burn
them out . Arth . O , now you look like Hubert ! all this while You were disguised .
Well , see to live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle
owes : 8 Yet am I sworn , and I did purpose , boy , With this same very iron to burn
them out . Arth . O , now you look like Hubert ! all this while You were disguised .
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Indeed , your drums , being beaten , will cry out ; And so shall you , being beaten
: Do but start An echo with the clamour of thy drum , And even at hand a drum is
ready brac'd , That shall reverberate all as loud as thine ; Sound but another ...
Indeed , your drums , being beaten , will cry out ; And so shall you , being beaten
: Do but start An echo with the clamour of thy drum , And even at hand a drum is
ready brac'd , That shall reverberate all as loud as thine ; Sound but another ...
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Страница 223 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat -oppressed brain?
Страница 214 - Yet do I fear thy nature : It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou 'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries, " Thus thou must do. if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do, Than wishest should be undone.
Страница 393 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Страница 219 - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead, like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe.
Страница 215 - Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; > That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief...
Страница 213 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Страница 71 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : This is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather: but The art itself is nature.
Страница 227 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal; For it must seem their guilt.
Страница 210 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Страница 219 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.
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| Заглавие | The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Том 4 The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Издател | J. Johnson, 1803 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 28 Дек 2006 |
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