King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge it . - Goneril , Our eldest - born , speak first . Gon . Sir , I Do love you more than words can wield the matter , Dearer than eyesight , space ...
... doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge it . - Goneril , Our eldest - born , speak first . Gon . Sir , I Do love you more than words can wield the matter , Dearer than eyesight , space ...
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... doth , within a dull , stale , tired bed , 1 i . e . temper ; qualities of mind confirmed by long habit . 2 We must strike while the iron's hot . 3 Edmund calls nature his goddess , for the same reason as we call a bastard a natural son ...
... doth , within a dull , stale , tired bed , 1 i . e . temper ; qualities of mind confirmed by long habit . 2 We must strike while the iron's hot . 3 Edmund calls nature his goddess , for the same reason as we call a bastard a natural son ...
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... doth speak For instant remedy . Be then desired By her that else will take the thing she begs , A little to disquantity your train ; And the remainder , that shall still depend , 3 To be such men as may besort your age , And know ...
... doth speak For instant remedy . Be then desired By her that else will take the thing she begs , A little to disquantity your train ; And the remainder , that shall still depend , 3 To be such men as may besort your age , And know ...
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... doth crosse my joys with care . " Disnatured is wanting natural affection . 3 " Pains and benefits , " in this place , signify maternal cares and good offices . 4 The untented woundings are the rankling or never - healing wounds ...
... doth crosse my joys with care . " Disnatured is wanting natural affection . 3 " Pains and benefits , " in this place , signify maternal cares and good offices . 4 The untented woundings are the rankling or never - healing wounds ...
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... doth this instant So much commend itself , you shall be ours ; Natures of such deep trust we shall much need ; You we first seize on . 1 " Bewray his practice . " That is , he did betray or reveal his treacherous devices . The quartos ...
... doth this instant So much commend itself , you shall be ours ; Natures of such deep trust we shall much need ; You we first seize on . 1 " Bewray his practice . " That is , he did betray or reveal his treacherous devices . The quartos ...
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Стр. 308 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Стр. 314 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Стр. 487 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow, unmoving finger at! — Yet could I bear that, too; well, very well: But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!
Стр. 20 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Стр. 115 - Lear. Be your tears wet? yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Стр. 278 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Стр. 335 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Стр. 24 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Стр. 316 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.
Стр. 173 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.