The Beauties of Shakespeare: Selected from Each Play : with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads |
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... Weeps when she sees me work : and says , such Had ne'er like executor . I forget : [ baseness But these sweet thoughts do ... weep for having wearied you : my father Is hard at study ; pray now , rest yourself ; He's safe for these three ...
... Weeps when she sees me work : and says , such Had ne'er like executor . I forget : [ baseness But these sweet thoughts do ... weep for having wearied you : my father Is hard at study ; pray now , rest yourself ; He's safe for these three ...
Page 77
... weep at what I am glad of . Pro . I am a fool , Fair encounter Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mira . At mine unworthiness , that dare not offer What I ...
... weep at what I am glad of . Pro . I am a fool , Fair encounter Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace On that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mira . At mine unworthiness , that dare not offer What I ...
Page 85
... weep there . CONCEALED LOVE . She never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat like patience on a monument ...
... weep there . CONCEALED LOVE . She never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat like patience on a monument ...
Page 87
... ; to sigh , like a school - boy that had lost his A , B , C ; to weep , like a young wench that had buried her grandam ; to fast , like one that takes diet ; to watch , like one that fears robbing 12 TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA . 87.
... ; to sigh , like a school - boy that had lost his A , B , C ; to weep , like a young wench that had buried her grandam ; to fast , like one that takes diet ; to watch , like one that fears robbing 12 TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA . 87.
Page 91
... weep a - good † , For I did play a lamentable part : Madam , ' twas Ariadne , passioning For Theseus ' perjury , and unjust flight ; Which I so lively acted with my tears , That my poor mistress , moved therewithal , Wept bitterly ; and ...
... weep a - good † , For I did play a lamentable part : Madam , ' twas Ariadne , passioning For Theseus ' perjury , and unjust flight ; Which I so lively acted with my tears , That my poor mistress , moved therewithal , Wept bitterly ; and ...
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Page 264 - 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 109 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 50 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 49 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God...
Page 226 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 185 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 247 - tis not so above : There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature ; and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.
Page 245 - ... 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.
Page 266 - 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 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man. Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; . Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.