Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Том 5Whittaker, 1858 |
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... 4tos . and folios could never have followed so musical a passage as " Did ever raven sing so like a lark That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise ? " And therefore mine shall save my brothers ' lives . 46 [ ACT III . TITUS ANDRONICUS .
... 4tos . and folios could never have followed so musical a passage as " Did ever raven sing so like a lark That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise ? " And therefore mine shall save my brothers ' lives . 46 [ ACT III . TITUS ANDRONICUS .
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... never come to bliss , Till all these mischiefs be return'd again , Even in their throats that have committed them . Come , let me see what task I have to do.- You heavy people , circle me about , That I may turn me to each one of you ...
... never come to bliss , Till all these mischiefs be return'd again , Even in their throats that have committed them . Come , let me see what task I have to do.- You heavy people , circle me about , That I may turn me to each one of you ...
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... never , never , hunted there ! ) Pattern'd by that the poet here describes , By nature made for murders , and for rapes . Mar. Oh ! why should nature build so foul a den , Unless the gods delight in tragedies ? Tit . Give signs , sweet ...
... never , never , hunted there ! ) Pattern'd by that the poet here describes , By nature made for murders , and for rapes . Mar. Oh ! why should nature build so foul a den , Unless the gods delight in tragedies ? Tit . Give signs , sweet ...
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... before . 3 Ye WHITE - LIM'D walls ! ] The old copies all read white - limb'd ; but no doubt , as Steevens suggests , we ought to read " white - lim'd . " Can never turn the swan's black legs to white , 60 [ ACT IV . TITUS ANDRONICUS .
... before . 3 Ye WHITE - LIM'D walls ! ] The old copies all read white - limb'd ; but no doubt , as Steevens suggests , we ought to read " white - lim'd . " Can never turn the swan's black legs to white , 60 [ ACT IV . TITUS ANDRONICUS .
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William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. Can never turn the swan's black legs to white , Although she lave them hourly in the flood . Tell the from empress me , I am of age To keep mine own ; excuse it how she can . 4 Dem . Wilt thou ...
William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. Can never turn the swan's black legs to white , Although she lave them hourly in the flood . Tell the from empress me , I am of age To keep mine own ; excuse it how she can . 4 Dem . Wilt thou ...
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4tos Alcibiades Andronicus Antony Apem Apemantus Banquo better blood Brutus Cæsar CAPULET Casca Cassius corr dead dear death dost doth Dyce edition emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear follow fool friends give Gloster Goths Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven honour Juliet Julius Cæsar Kent King King Lear Lady Laer Laertes Lavinia Lear look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd madam Malone Mark Antony means misprinted murder night noble Nurse old annotator old copies omitted play poet POLONIUS pray printed Queen Rome Romeo Romeo and Juliet SCENE Servant Shakespeare speak speech stage-direction stand Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast Timon Timon of Athens Titus Titus Andronicus Tybalt villain word
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Страница 347 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.