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That thou , dead corse , again , in compleat steel , Revisitest thus the glimpses of
the moon , Making night hideous , and us fools of nature So horribly to shake our
disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say , why is this ...
That thou , dead corse , again , in compleat steel , Revisitest thus the glimpses of
the moon , Making night hideous , and us fools of nature So horribly to shake our
disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Say , why is this ...
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But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison - house , I could a tale unfold ,
whose lightest word Would karrow up thy soul , frecze thy young blood , Makethy
two eyes , like stars , start from their iphcres , Thy knotty and combined locks to ...
But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison - house , I could a tale unfold ,
whose lightest word Would karrow up thy soul , frecze thy young blood , Makethy
two eyes , like stars , start from their iphcres , Thy knotty and combined locks to ...
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Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and
Critical William Shakespeare. Oh limed soul , that , struggling to be free , Art more
engaged ! help , angels ! make affay ! Bow , stubborn knees ; and , heart , with
Itrings ...
Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and
Critical William Shakespeare. Oh limed soul , that , struggling to be free , Art more
engaged ! help , angels ! make affay ! Bow , stubborn knees ; and , heart , with
Itrings ...
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O my soul ' s joy ! If after every tempest come such calms , May the winds blow till
they have wakened death ; And let the labouring bark climb hills of feas Olympus
high , and duck again as low As hell ' s from heaven ! if I were now to die ...
O my soul ' s joy ! If after every tempest come such calms , May the winds blow till
they have wakened death ; And let the labouring bark climb hills of feas Olympus
high , and duck again as low As hell ' s from heaven ! if I were now to die ...
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Or , by the worth of mine eternal soul , Thou hadit been better have been born a
dog , Than answer my waked wrath . Iago . Is ' t come to this ? Oth . Make me to
see ' t ; or , at the least , so prove it That the probation bear no hinge , nor loop ,
To ...
Or , by the worth of mine eternal soul , Thou hadit been better have been born a
dog , Than answer my waked wrath . Iago . Is ' t come to this ? Oth . Make me to
see ' t ; or , at the least , so prove it That the probation bear no hinge , nor loop ,
To ...
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Página 21 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules : within a month ; Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Página 85 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 84 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 27 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.
Página 32 - 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, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect...
Página 163 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Who does it then ? His madness : If t be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Página 125 - ... and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That for a fantasy and trick of fame Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain ? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth ! \Exit.
Página 312 - 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...
Página 72 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Página 150 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough and likelihood to lead it : as thus : Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam ; and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 12 The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | R. Crowder, 1772 |
| Original de | Harvard University |
| Digitalizado | 26 fev. 2008 |
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