The Shakspearian Reader: A Collection of the Most Approved Plays of Shakspeare : Carefully Revised, with Introductory and Explanatory Notes, and a Memoir of the Author : Prepared Expressly for the Use of Classes, and the Family Reading Circle |
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... Doth with his lofty and shrill - sounding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine : and of the truth hereir This present ...
... Doth with his lofty and shrill - sounding throat Awake the god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine : and of the truth hereir This present ...
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... , and ordnance shot off , within . What does this mean , my lord ? Ham . The king doth wake to - night , and takes his rouse , And , as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down , The kettle - drum and trumpet thus bray out The HAMLET . 11.
... , and ordnance shot off , within . What does this mean , my lord ? Ham . The king doth wake to - night , and takes his rouse , And , as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down , The kettle - drum and trumpet thus bray out The HAMLET . 11.
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... doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine . Thus was I , sleeping , by a brother's hand , Of life , of crown , of queen , at once dispatch'd : Cut off even in the blossoms of ...
... doth posset And curd , like eager droppings into milk , The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine . Thus was I , sleeping , by a brother's hand , Of life , of crown , of queen , at once dispatch'd : Cut off even in the blossoms of ...
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... doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt , I love . ¡ Reads dear Ophelia , I am ill at these numbers ; I have not art to reckon my groans : but that I love thee best , O most best , believe il . Adieu . Thine evermore ...
... doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt , I love . ¡ Reads dear Ophelia , I am ill at these numbers ; I have not art to reckon my groans : but that I love thee best , O most best , believe il . Adieu . Thine evermore ...
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... doth much content me To hear him so inclin❜d . Good gentlemen , give him a further edge , And drive his purpose on to these delights . Ros . We shall , my lord . King . [ Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN Sweet Gertrude , leave us ...
... doth much content me To hear him so inclin❜d . Good gentlemen , give him a further edge , And drive his purpose on to these delights . Ros . We shall , my lord . King . [ Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN Sweet Gertrude , leave us ...
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Page 344 - 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, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know ; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths...
Page 27 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn...
Page 125 - Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice, In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes , And whistles in his sound....
Page 151 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively. I did consent, And often did beguile her of her tears, When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She...
Page 328 - Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks. [Exit Lucius. Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Page 116 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Page 256 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ; It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 25 - I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick; if he do blench, I know my course. The spirit, that I have seen, May be a 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: I'll have grounds More relative than this: The play's the thing, Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 167 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Page 22 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.