King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... With five - and - twenty , Regan ? said you so ? Reg . And speak it again , my lord ; no more with me . 1 Embossed here means swelling , protuberant . ་ Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do look well favored 62 [ ACT II . KING LEAR .
... With five - and - twenty , Regan ? said you so ? Reg . And speak it again , my lord ; no more with me . 1 Embossed here means swelling , protuberant . ་ Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do look well favored 62 [ ACT II . KING LEAR .
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William Shakespeare. Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do look well favored , When others are more wicked ; not being the worst , Stands in some rank of praise : -I'll go with thee ; [ To GONERIL . Thy fifty yet doth double five - and ...
William Shakespeare. Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do look well favored , When others are more wicked ; not being the worst , Stands in some rank of praise : -I'll go with thee ; [ To GONERIL . Thy fifty yet doth double five - and ...
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... Look , here comes a walking fire . 4 Edg . This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet ; he 1 " Dolphin my boy , my boy , Cease , let him trot by ; It seemeth not that such a foe From me or you would fly . " This is a stanza from a very old ...
... Look , here comes a walking fire . 4 Edg . This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet ; he 1 " Dolphin my boy , my boy , Cease , let him trot by ; It seemeth not that such a foe From me or you would fly . " This is a stanza from a very old ...
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... look you ? Corn . I have received a hurt . - Follow me , lady . Turn out that eyeless villain ; -throw this slave Upon the dunghill . - Regan , I bleed apace ; Untimely comes this hurt . Give me your arm . [ Exit CORNWALL , led by REGAN ...
... look you ? Corn . I have received a hurt . - Follow me , lady . Turn out that eyeless villain ; -throw this slave Upon the dunghill . - Regan , I bleed apace ; Untimely comes this hurt . Give me your arm . [ Exit CORNWALL , led by REGAN ...
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... look , how we labor . Glo . Methinks the ground is even . Edg . Hark , do you hear the sea ? Glo . No , truly.2 Horrible steep . Edg . Why , then your other senses grow imperfect By your eyes ' anguish . So may Glo . it be , indeed ...
... look , how we labor . Glo . Methinks the ground is even . Edg . Hark , do you hear the sea ? Glo . No , truly.2 Horrible steep . Edg . Why , then your other senses grow imperfect By your eyes ' anguish . So may Glo . it be , indeed ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 308 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil; and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me.
Seite 314 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Seite 487 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow, unmoving finger at! — Yet could I bear that, too; well, very well: But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded thence!
Seite 20 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Seite 115 - Lear. Be your tears wet? yes, faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Seite 278 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Seite 335 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Seite 24 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Seite 316 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.
Seite 173 - And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.