Shakspere's Werke, herausg. und erklärt von N. Delius. [With] Nachträge und Berichtigungen, Part 151, Volume 2 |
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... tell what to doe , but playning incessantly sayd : „ Am not I the most unhappy and desperat creature , that ever was borne of woman ? For mee there is nothing left in this wretched worlde but mishap , misery , and mortall woe , my ...
... tell what to doe , but playning incessantly sayd : „ Am not I the most unhappy and desperat creature , that ever was borne of woman ? For mee there is nothing left in this wretched worlde but mishap , misery , and mortall woe , my ...
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... Tell me in sadness , 61 who is that you love . Rom . What ! shall I groan , and tell thee ? Ben . But sadly tell me , who . Groan ? why , no ; Rom . Bid a sick man in sadness make his will ; A word ill urg'd to one that is so ill ...
... Tell me in sadness , 61 who is that you love . Rom . What ! shall I groan , and tell thee ? Ben . But sadly tell me , who . Groan ? why , no ; Rom . Bid a sick man in sadness make his will ; A word ill urg'd to one that is so ill ...
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... tell it now . 69 Ben . Be rul'd by me ; forget to think of her . Rom . O teach me how I should forget to think . Ben . By giving liberty unto thine eyes : Examine other beauties . Rom . " T is the way To call hers , exquisite , in ...
... tell it now . 69 Ben . Be rul'd by me ; forget to think of her . Rom . O teach me how I should forget to think . Ben . By giving liberty unto thine eyes : Examine other beauties . Rom . " T is the way To call hers , exquisite , in ...
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... tell her age unto an hour . La . Cap . She's not fourteen . - 25 ) So Qs . u . Fol . , in Uebereinstimmung mit Q. A. Sh . betrachtet scales als collective Einheit : die aus den beiden Schalen , mit denen die beiden Augen in der ...
... tell her age unto an hour . La . Cap . She's not fourteen . - 25 ) So Qs . u . Fol . , in Uebereinstimmung mit Q. A. Sh . betrachtet scales als collective Einheit : die aus den beiden Schalen , mit denen die beiden Augen in der ...
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... tell thee who I am : My name , dear saint , 16 is hateful to myself , Because it is an enemy to thee : Had I it written , I would tear the word . Jul . My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of thy tongue's uttering , 17 yet I know ...
... tell thee who I am : My name , dear saint , 16 is hateful to myself , Because it is an enemy to thee : Had I it written , I would tear the word . Jul . My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of thy tongue's uttering , 17 yet I know ...
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Page 48 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 80 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Page 67 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Page 21 - Well, honour is the subject of my story.— I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Page 67 - The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious; if it were so, it was a grievous fault; and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men, . . . come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Page 79 - Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Page 36 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small...
Page 67 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
Page 76 - Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path...
Page 70 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...