The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volume 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Page 2757
... some loving at upon her , she hath such a Celerity in Dying . Ant . She is cunning past Man's Thought . Eno . Alack , Sir , no , her Passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure Love . We cannot call her Winds and Waters ...
... some loving at upon her , she hath such a Celerity in Dying . Ant . She is cunning past Man's Thought . Eno . Alack , Sir , no , her Passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure Love . We cannot call her Winds and Waters ...
Page 2759
... some good News . What says the marry'd Woman ? you may go ; Would he had never given you leave to come , Let her not say ' tis I that keep you here , I have no Pow'r upon you : Hers you are . Ant . The Gods bett know . Cleo . Oh never ...
... some good News . What says the marry'd Woman ? you may go ; Would he had never given you leave to come , Let her not say ' tis I that keep you here , I have no Pow'r upon you : Hers you are . Ant . The Gods bett know . Cleo . Oh never ...
Page 2763
... some did die to look on ; and all this , It wounds thine honour that I speak it now , Was born so like a Soldier , that thy cheek So much as lank'd not . Lep . ' Tis pity of him . Caf . Let his thames quickly Drive him to Rome , ' tis ...
... some did die to look on ; and all this , It wounds thine honour that I speak it now , Was born so like a Soldier , that thy cheek So much as lank'd not . Lep . ' Tis pity of him . Caf . Let his thames quickly Drive him to Rome , ' tis ...
Page 2778
... Some monftrous Malefactor . Prithee , Friend , Pour out the pack of matter to mine Ear , : The good and bad together : he's Friends with Cafar , In State of Health thou fay'st , and thou say'st , free . Mes . Free , Madam ! no : I made ...
... Some monftrous Malefactor . Prithee , Friend , Pour out the pack of matter to mine Ear , : The good and bad together : he's Friends with Cafar , In State of Health thou fay'st , and thou say'st , free . Mes . Free , Madam ! no : I made ...
Page 2781
... some impatience : though I lose The praise of it by telling : You must know When Cafar and your Brother were at blows , Your Mother came to Sicily , and did find Her welcome friendly . Aut . I have heard it , Pompey , And am well ...
... some impatience : though I lose The praise of it by telling : You must know When Cafar and your Brother were at blows , Your Mother came to Sicily , and did find Her welcome friendly . Aut . I have heard it , Pompey , And am well ...
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Popular passages
Page 2828 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Page 2834 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Page 2763 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Page 2806 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Page 2839 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.
Page 2831 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Page 2909 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 2806 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Page 3259 - Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell. Slavery and misery! Who in this case Would not take up money upon his soul, Pawn his salvation, live at interest?