The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer]., Volumen 8J. 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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... forrows to a stone . Tit . Ah Lucius , for thy brothers let me plead Grave Tribunes , once more I intreat of you- Luc ... forrow to thine age . Tit . Will it confume me ? let me see it then . Mar. This was thy daughter . Tit . Why ...
... forrows to a stone . Tit . Ah Lucius , for thy brothers let me plead Grave Tribunes , once more I intreat of you- Luc ... forrow to thine age . Tit . Will it confume me ? let me see it then . Mar. This was thy daughter . Tit . Why ...
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... forrow that their sister makes , Gentle Lavinia , let me kiss thy lips , Or make some signs how I may do thee ease : Shall thy good uncle , and thy brother Lucius , And thou and I fit round about some fountain , Looking all downwards to ...
... forrow that their sister makes , Gentle Lavinia , let me kiss thy lips , Or make some signs how I may do thee ease : Shall thy good uncle , and thy brother Lucius , And thou and I fit round about some fountain , Looking all downwards to ...
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... forrow deep , having no bottom ? Then be my paffions bottomless with them . Mar. But yet let reason govern thy lament . Tit . If there were reason for these miferies , Then into limi's could I bind my woes . When heav'n doth weep , deth ...
... forrow deep , having no bottom ? Then be my paffions bottomless with them . Mar. But yet let reason govern thy lament . Tit . If there were reason for these miferies , Then into limi's could I bind my woes . When heav'n doth weep , deth ...
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... forrow flouted at is double death . 1 [ Exit . Luc . Ah that this fight should make so deep a wound , And yet detested life not shrink thereat ; That ever death should let life bear his name , Where life hath no more interest but to ...
... forrow flouted at is double death . 1 [ Exit . Luc . Ah that this fight should make so deep a wound , And yet detested life not shrink thereat ; That ever death should let life bear his name , Where life hath no more interest but to ...
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... forrow is an enemy , And would ufurp upon my watry eyes , And make them blind with tributary tears ; Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave ? For these two heads do seem to speak to me , And threat me , I shall never come to bliss ...
... forrow is an enemy , And would ufurp upon my watry eyes , And make them blind with tributary tears ; Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave ? For these two heads do seem to speak to me , And threat me , I shall never come to bliss ...
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Página 106 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 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.
Página 93 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Página 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...
Página 87 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Página 83 - 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.
Página 93 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Página 103 - Come, seeling* night. Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Página 125 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Página 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.