Works: With Glossarial Notes and a Sketch of His Life, Volume 3R. Worthington, 1882 |
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... Gent . Save you , good madam . Hel . Madam , my lord is gone , for ever gone .. 2 Gent . Do not say so . Count . Think upon Latience .- ' Pray you , gen- tlemen , - I have felt so many quirks of joy , and grief , That the first face of ...
... Gent . Save you , good madam . Hel . Madam , my lord is gone , for ever gone .. 2 Gent . Do not say so . Count . Think upon Latience .- ' Pray you , gen- tlemen , - I have felt so many quirks of joy , and grief , That the first face of ...
Page 49
... Gent . Ay , madam . Count . And to be a soldier ? 2 Gent . Such is his noble purpose : and , believe't , The duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Return you thither ? Count . 1 Gent . Ay , madam , with ...
... Gent . Ay , madam . Count . And to be a soldier ? 2 Gent . Such is his noble purpose : and , believe't , The duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Return you thither ? Count . 1 Gent . Ay , madam , with ...
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... Gent . A servant only , and a gentleman Which I have some time known . Count . Parolles , was't not ? 1 Gent . Ay , my good lady , he . Count . A very tainted fellow , and full of wick edness . My son corrupts a well - derived nature ...
... Gent . A servant only , and a gentleman Which I have some time known . Count . Parolles , was't not ? 1 Gent . Ay , my good lady , he . Count . A very tainted fellow , and full of wick edness . My son corrupts a well - derived nature ...
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... Gent . And you . Hel . Sir , I have seen you in the court of France . Gent . I have been sometimes there . Hel . I do presume , sir , that you are not fallen From the report that goes upon your goodness ; And therefore , goaded with ...
... Gent . And you . Hel . Sir , I have seen you in the court of France . Gent . I have been sometimes there . Hel . I do presume , sir , that you are not fallen From the report that goes upon your goodness ; And therefore , goaded with ...
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... Gent . Marry , as I take it , to Rousillon ; Whither I am going . Hel . I do beseech you , sir , Since you are like to see the king before me , Commend the paper to his gracious hand ; Which , I presume , shall render you no blame , But ...
... Gent . Marry , as I take it , to Rousillon ; Whither I am going . Hel . I do beseech you , sir , Since you are like to see the king before me , Commend the paper to his gracious hand ; Which , I presume , shall render you no blame , But ...
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Popular passages
Page 397 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. ALL Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Page 369 - 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 ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal's! me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 247 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Page 365 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Page 361 - 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.
Page 370 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon,* gouts of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing ; It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes. — Now o'er the one...
Page 365 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So...
Page 367 - 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.
Page 358 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Page 245 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.