Shaksperean Fly-leaves and JottingsJ. R. Smith, 1871 - 272 pages |
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... Look how the sun begins to set ; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels : Even with the vail and dark'ing of the sun , To close the day up . " Triolus and Cressida , A. v . s . 8 . " Ugly night , " what various thoughts and ...
... Look how the sun begins to set ; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels : Even with the vail and dark'ing of the sun , To close the day up . " Triolus and Cressida , A. v . s . 8 . " Ugly night , " what various thoughts and ...
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... Look love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops . " Romeo and Juliet , A. III . s . 5 . " Look the morn in russet ...
... Look love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops . " Romeo and Juliet , A. III . s . 5 . " Look the morn in russet ...
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... look to the historical plays of Shakspere . In them shall we find English philanthrophy , English pride , English patriotism , in fact , all the germs of the English character revealed , for Shakspere was thoroughly national . He wrote ...
... look to the historical plays of Shakspere . In them shall we find English philanthrophy , English pride , English patriotism , in fact , all the germs of the English character revealed , for Shakspere was thoroughly national . He wrote ...
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... Look , the gentle day , Before the wheels of Phoebus , round about , Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey . " Much ado about Nothing , A. v . s . 3 . " Hark ! hark the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His ...
... Look , the gentle day , Before the wheels of Phoebus , round about , Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey . " Much ado about Nothing , A. v . s . 3 . " Hark ! hark the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His ...
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... look you now , how unworthy a thing you make of me . You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is ...
... look you now , how unworthy a thing you make of me . You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is ...
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Page 46 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason...
Page 178 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 156 - Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Page 8 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : — If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences, That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Page 146 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, 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 155 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! Make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!
Page 129 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 6 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Page 145 - 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 160 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.