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... Enter Gonerill and Steward . [ Exit Gon . Did my father ftrike my gentleman for chiding of his fool ? Stew . Ay , Madam , Gon . By day and night he wrongs me ; every hour He flashes into one grofs crime or other , That fets us all at ...
... Enter Gonerill and Steward . [ Exit Gon . Did my father ftrike my gentleman for chiding of his fool ? Stew . Ay , Madam , Gon . By day and night he wrongs me ; every hour He flashes into one grofs crime or other , That fets us all at ...
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... Enter Steward . Stew . So pleafe you- [ Exit . Lear . What fays the fellow there ? call the clotpole back : where's ... Enter Enter Steward . Stew . My Lady's father . Lear Sc . 12 . 19 KING LEAR .
... Enter Steward . Stew . So pleafe you- [ Exit . Lear . What fays the fellow there ? call the clotpole back : where's ... Enter Enter Steward . Stew . My Lady's father . Lear Sc . 12 . 19 KING LEAR .
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... enter Fool . Fool . Let me hire him too , here's my coxcomb . [ Giving his cap . Lear . How now , my pretty kuave ? how doft thou ? Fool . Sirrah , you were beft take my coxcomb † . Kent . Why , my boy ? Fool . Why ? for taking one's ...
... enter Fool . Fool . Let me hire him too , here's my coxcomb . [ Giving his cap . Lear . How now , my pretty kuave ? how doft thou ? Fool . Sirrah , you were beft take my coxcomb † . Kent . Why , my boy ? Fool . Why ? for taking one's ...
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... Enter Gentleman . How now , are the horses ready ? Gent . Ready , my Lord . Lear . Come , boy . Fool . She that's a maid now , and laughs at my de parture , Shall not be a maid long , unlefs things be cut fhorter . ACT II . SCENE I. A ...
... Enter Gentleman . How now , are the horses ready ? Gent . Ready , my Lord . Lear . Come , boy . Fool . She that's a maid now , and laughs at my de parture , Shall not be a maid long , unlefs things be cut fhorter . ACT II . SCENE I. A ...
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... Enter Steward . Corn . What trumpet's that ? Reg . I know't , my fifter's : this approves her letter , That the would foon be here . Is your lady come ? Lear . This is a flave , whofe eafy - borrow'd + pride Dwells in the fickle grace ...
... Enter Steward . Corn . What trumpet's that ? Reg . I know't , my fifter's : this approves her letter , That the would foon be here . Is your lady come ? Lear . This is a flave , whofe eafy - borrow'd + pride Dwells in the fickle grace ...
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Seite 245 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Seite 243 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Seite 245 - When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Seite 253 - 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.
Seite 45 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's: thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Seite 87 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Seite 265 - 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.
Seite 45 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Seite 262 - 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!
Seite 289 - 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.