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Romeo slew him , he slew Mercutio ; Who now the price of his dear blood doth
owe ? Mon. Not Romeo , prince , he was Mercutio's friend ; His fault concludes
but , what the law should end , The life of Tybalt . ' Affection makes him false , ]
The ...
Romeo slew him , he slew Mercutio ; Who now the price of his dear blood doth
owe ? Mon. Not Romeo , prince , he was Mercutio's friend ; His fault concludes
but , what the law should end , The life of Tybalt . ' Affection makes him false , ]
The ...
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Romeo can , Nurse . Ay , ay , the cords , [ Throws them down . Jul . Ah me ! what
news ! why dost thou wring thy hands ? Nurse . Ah well - a - day ! he's dead , he's
dead , he's dead ! We are undone , lady , we are undone ! Alack the day !
Romeo can , Nurse . Ay , ay , the cords , [ Throws them down . Jul . Ah me ! what
news ! why dost thou wring thy hands ? Nurse . Ah well - a - day ! he's dead , he's
dead , he's dead ! We are undone , lady , we are undone ! Alack the day !
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Is Romeo slaughter'd ; and is Tybalt dead ? My dear - lov'd cousin , and my
dearer lord ?Then , dreadful trumpet , sound the general doom ! For who is living
, if those two are gone ? Nurse . Tybalt is gone , and Romeo banished ; Romeo ,
that ...
Is Romeo slaughter'd ; and is Tybalt dead ? My dear - lov'd cousin , and my
dearer lord ?Then , dreadful trumpet , sound the general doom ! For who is living
, if those two are gone ? Nurse . Tybalt is gone , and Romeo banished ; Romeo ,
that ...
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Take up All slain , all dead : -Romeo is banished , There is no end , no limit ,
measure , bound , In that word's death ; no words can that woè sound . Where is
my father , and my mother , nurse ? Nurse . Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's
corse ...
Take up All slain , all dead : -Romeo is banished , There is no end , no limit ,
measure , bound , In that word's death ; no words can that woè sound . Where is
my father , and my mother , nurse ? Nurse . Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's
corse ...
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Romeo descends . Jul . Art thou gone so ? my love ! my friend ! I must hear from
thee every day i'the hour , For in a minute there are many days : 0 ! by this count I
shall be much in years , Ere I again behold my Romeo . Rom . Farewell !
Romeo descends . Jul . Art thou gone so ? my love ! my friend ! I must hear from
thee every day i'the hour , For in a minute there are many days : 0 ! by this count I
shall be much in years , Ere I again behold my Romeo . Rom . Farewell !
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Page 215 - Why, 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 much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 355 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Page 136 - It faded on the crowing of the cock. Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : % And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 150 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Page 223 - 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.
Page 192 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 195 - To die, to sleep : To sleep : perchance to dream : ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Page 282 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me ! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Page 41 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say " Ay ;" And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false ; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Page 140 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods...
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| Title | Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. Glossarial index Volume 9 of The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with a Series of Engravings, from the Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, Esq. ... and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes from the Most Eminent Commentators ; A History of the Stage, A Life of Shakspeare, &c, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Alexander Chalmers |
| Illustrated by | Henry Fuseli |
| Publisher | J. Nichols, 1811 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 27 Dec 2006 |
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