The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, 6. ciltR. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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Sayfa 78
... swords I fmile at , weapons laugh to scorn , Brandifh'd by man that's of a woman born . Alarums . Enter MACDUFf . [ Exit . Macd . That way the noife is : -Tyrant , fhew thy If thou be'ft flain , and with no stroke of mine , [ face ; My ...
... swords I fmile at , weapons laugh to scorn , Brandifh'd by man that's of a woman born . Alarums . Enter MACDUFf . [ Exit . Macd . That way the noife is : -Tyrant , fhew thy If thou be'ft flain , and with no stroke of mine , [ face ; My ...
Sayfa 20
... Sword is an oath , and oaths must have their courfe . Bard . Corporal Nym , an thou wilt be friends , be friends : an thou wilt not , why then be enemies with me too . Pr'ythee , put up . Nym . I fhall have my eight fhillings , I won of ...
... Sword is an oath , and oaths must have their courfe . Bard . Corporal Nym , an thou wilt be friends , be friends : an thou wilt not , why then be enemies with me too . Pr'ythee , put up . Nym . I fhall have my eight fhillings , I won of ...
Sayfa 36
... swords for lack of argument . Dishonour not your mothers now atteft , That thofe , whom you call'd fathers , did beget you ! Be copy now to men of groffer blood , And teach them how to war ! -And you , good yeomen , Whofe limbs were ...
... swords for lack of argument . Dishonour not your mothers now atteft , That thofe , whom you call'd fathers , did beget you ! Be copy now to men of groffer blood , And teach them how to war ! -And you , good yeomen , Whofe limbs were ...
Sayfa 91
... that even now You may imagine him upon Black - heath : Where that his lords defire him , to have borne His bruifed helmet , and his bended sword , Before His Aa V. 91 KING HENRY V. Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your ...
... that even now You may imagine him upon Black - heath : Where that his lords defire him , to have borne His bruifed helmet , and his bended sword , Before His Aa V. 91 KING HENRY V. Flu. Is it not lawful, an please your ...
Sayfa 92
... sword , Before him , through the city : he forbids it , Being free from vainnefs and felf - glorious pride ; Giving full trophy , signal , and oftent , Quite from himfelf , to God . But now behold , In the quick forge , and working ...
... sword , Before him , through the city : he forbids it , Being free from vainnefs and felf - glorious pride ; Giving full trophy , signal , and oftent , Quite from himfelf , to God . But now behold , In the quick forge , and working ...
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Sayfa 68 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Sayfa 18 - 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?
Sayfa 6 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the...
Sayfa 25 - Dear Duff, I pr'ythee, contradict thyself, And say, it is not so. Re-enter MACBETH and LENOX. Macb. Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Sayfa 38 - 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.
Sayfa 66 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Sayfa 9 - 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.
Sayfa 21 - 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.
Sayfa 66 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Sayfa 10 - 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...