A Supplement to the Plays of William Shakspeare: Comprising the Seven Dramas which Have Been Ascribed to His Pen, But which are Not Included with His Writings in Modern Editions ...Alden and Beardsley, 1855 - 178 pages |
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... once subduing Thy force and thy affection ; - - soldieress , That equally canst poise sternness with pity , Who now , I know , hast much more power on him Than ever he had on thee ; who own'st his strength , And his love too , who is a ...
... once subduing Thy force and thy affection ; - - soldieress , That equally canst poise sternness with pity , Who now , I know , hast much more power on him Than ever he had on thee ; who own'st his strength , And his love too , who is a ...
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... Once more , farewell all . 1 Queen . Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o ' the world . 2 Queen . And earn'st a deity equal with Mars . 3 Queen . If not above him ; for , Thou , being but mortal , mak'st affections bend To ...
... Once more , farewell all . 1 Queen . Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o ' the world . 2 Queen . And earn'st a deity equal with Mars . 3 Queen . If not above him ; for , Thou , being but mortal , mak'st affections bend To ...
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... Once with a time , when I enjoyed a playfellow ; You were at wars when she the grave enriched , Who made too proud the bed ; -took leave o ' th ' moon ( Which then looked pale at parting ) when our count Was each eleven . Hip . Emi ...
... Once with a time , when I enjoyed a playfellow ; You were at wars when she the grave enriched , Who made too proud the bed ; -took leave o ' th ' moon ( Which then looked pale at parting ) when our count Was each eleven . Hip . Emi ...
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... once think upon her ! Arc . Yes , I love her And if the lives of all my name lay on it , I must do so . I love her with my soul ! If that will lose you , farewell , Palamon ! I say again , I love ; loving her , maintain I am as worthy ...
... once think upon her ! Arc . Yes , I love her And if the lives of all my name lay on it , I must do so . I love her with my soul ! If that will lose you , farewell , Palamon ! I say again , I love ; loving her , maintain I am as worthy ...
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... once ended , we'll perform . Away , boys ; And hold ! Content : Arc . By your leaves , honest friends ! I pray you , Whither go you ? 4 Coun . Whither ? why , what a question's that ! 2 When we open Beaumont and Fletcher's works , we en ...
... once ended , we'll perform . Away , boys ; And hold ! Content : Arc . By your leaves , honest friends ! I pray you , Whither go you ? 4 Coun . Whither ? why , what a question's that ! 2 When we open Beaumont and Fletcher's works , we en ...
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Page 178 - There is a gentle nymph not far from hence, That with moist curb sways the smooth Severn stream: Sabrina is her name: a virgin pure; Whilom she was the daughter of Locrine, That had the sceptre from his father Brute. She, guiltless damsel, flying the mad pursuit Of her enraged stepdame, Guendolen, 830 Commended her fair innocence to the flood That stayed her flight with his cross-flowing course.
Page 157 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
Page 19 - Tied, weav'd, entangled, with so true, so long, And with a finger of so deep a cunning. May be out-worn, never undone. I think Theseus cannot be umpire to himself, Cleaving his conscience into twain, and doing Each side like justice, which he loves best.
Page 22 - Yet, cousin, Even from the bottom of these miseries, From all that Fortune can inflict upon us, I see two comforts rising, two mere blessings, If the gods please to hold here, — a brave patience, And the enjoying of our griefs together.
Page 22 - That woo the wills of men to vanity, I see through now, and am sufficient To tell the world, 'tis but a gaudy shadow, That old Time, as he passes by, takes with him. What had we been old in the court of Creon, Where sin is justice — lust and ignorance The virtues of the great ones : cousin Arcite, Had not the loving gods found this place for us, We had died as they do, ill old men, unwept, And had their epitaphs, the people's curses.
Page 16 - The scythe-tusk'd boar ; that, with thy arm as strong As it is white, wast near to make the male To thy sex captive ; but that this thy lord (Born to uphold creation in that honour First nature styl'd it in) shrunk thee into The bound thou wast o'erflowing, at once subduing Thy force, and thy affection...
Page 19 - The one of th' other may be said to water Their intertangled roots of love ; but I And she (I sigh and spoke of) were things innocent, Loved for we did, and like the elements, That know not what, nor why, yet do effect Rare issues by their operance, our souls Did so to one another . what she...
Page 16 - gainst a capital grief indeed ; — Such heart-pierc'd demonstration ! — but, alas, Being a natural sister of our sex, Your sorrow beats so ardently upon me, That it shall make a counter-reflect 'gainst My brother's heart, and warm it to some pity. Though it were made of stone : pray, have good comfort. Thes. Forward to the temple ! leave not out a jot O' the sacred ceremony. First Queen. O, this celebration Will longer last, and be more costly, than Your suppliants...
Page 17 - But one night with her, every hour in 't will Take hostage of thee for a hundred, and Thou shalt remember nothing more, than what That banquet bids thee to. Hip. Though much unliking You should be so transported, as much sorry I should be such a suitor, yet I think Did I not by th...