The Works of Shakespeare, Band 6J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... luft Make it more like a tavern or a brothel , Than a grac'd Palace . Shame itfelf doth speak For inftant remedy . Be then defir'd By her , that else will take the thing the begs , Of fifty to difquantity your train ; A little is the ...
... luft Make it more like a tavern or a brothel , Than a grac'd Palace . Shame itfelf doth speak For inftant remedy . Be then defir'd By her , that else will take the thing the begs , Of fifty to difquantity your train ; A little is the ...
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... luft of my mistress's heart , and did the act of darkness with her : fwore as many oaths as I fpake words , and broke . them in the fweet face of heav'n . One that flept in the contriving luft , and wak'd to do it . Wine lov'd I deeply ...
... luft of my mistress's heart , and did the act of darkness with her : fwore as many oaths as I fpake words , and broke . them in the fweet face of heav'n . One that flept in the contriving luft , and wak'd to do it . Wine lov'd I deeply ...
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... Luft , as Obidicut , Hob- bididen , Prince of dumbness ; Mahu , of ftealing ; Mobu , of murder ; and Flibbertigibbet , of mopping and mow- VOL . VI . D ing ; ing ; who fince poffeffes chamber - maids and waiting- King LE A R 73.
... Luft , as Obidicut , Hob- bididen , Prince of dumbness ; Mahu , of ftealing ; Mobu , of murder ; and Flibbertigibbet , of mopping and mow- VOL . VI . D ing ; ing ; who fince poffeffes chamber - maids and waiting- King LE A R 73.
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... luft - dieted man , That flaves your ordinance , that will not fee Because he do's not feel , feel your power quickly : So diftribution fhould undo excefs , And each man have enough . Doft thou know Dover ? Edg . Ay , mafter . Glo ...
... luft - dieted man , That flaves your ordinance , that will not fee Because he do's not feel , feel your power quickly : So diftribution fhould undo excefs , And each man have enough . Doft thou know Dover ? Edg . Ay , mafter . Glo ...
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... luft'ft to use her in that kind , For which thou whip'ft her . Th ' ufurer hangs the cozener . Through tatter'd cloaths fmall vices do appear ; Robes and furr'd gowns hide all . Plate fin with gold , And the ftrong lance of juftice ...
... luft'ft to use her in that kind , For which thou whip'ft her . Th ' ufurer hangs the cozener . Through tatter'd cloaths fmall vices do appear ; Robes and furr'd gowns hide all . Plate fin with gold , And the ftrong lance of juftice ...
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Seite 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Seite 279 - 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...
Seite 280 - 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 277 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Seite 459 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Seite 55 - Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, And make them keep their caves: since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard : man's nature cannot carry The affliction nor the fear.
Seite 282 - 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?
Seite 331 - I have liv'd 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...
Seite 289 - 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 285 - 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. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.