The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Halaman 12
... Not I , my Lord , fith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtefie . Sat. Thanks , fweet Lavinia , Romans , let us go . Ran Ranfomlefs here we fet our prifoners free ; Proclaim our I 2 TITUS ANDRONICUS .
... Not I , my Lord , fith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtefie . Sat. Thanks , fweet Lavinia , Romans , let us go . Ran Ranfomlefs here we fet our prifoners free ; Proclaim our I 2 TITUS ANDRONICUS .
Halaman 16
... fweet Mutius , with thy friends , ' Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb ! [ They all kneel , and say , No man fhed tears for noble Mutius ! He lives in fame , that died in virtue's cause . Mar. My Lord , to ftep out of thefe dreary ...
... fweet Mutius , with thy friends , ' Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb ! [ They all kneel , and say , No man fhed tears for noble Mutius ! He lives in fame , that died in virtue's cause . Mar. My Lord , to ftep out of thefe dreary ...
Halaman 17
... ( fweet ) pardon what is past . Sat. What , Madam , be difhonour'd openly , And bafely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not fo , my Lord ; the Gods of Rome fore - fend , I thould be author to difhonour you : [ Afide . But , on mine ...
... ( fweet ) pardon what is past . Sat. What , Madam , be difhonour'd openly , And bafely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not fo , my Lord ; the Gods of Rome fore - fend , I thould be author to difhonour you : [ Afide . But , on mine ...
Halaman 18
... fweet Emperor , we must all be friends . The Tribune and his nephews kneel for grace , I will not be denied , fweet - heart , look back . Sat. Marcus , for thy fake and thy brother's here , And at my lovely Tamora's intreats , I do ...
... fweet Emperor , we must all be friends . The Tribune and his nephews kneel for grace , I will not be denied , fweet - heart , look back . Sat. Marcus , for thy fake and thy brother's here , And at my lovely Tamora's intreats , I do ...
Halaman 23
... fweet gold , for their unreft , That have their alms out of the Emprefs ' cheft . Enter Tamora . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'ft thou fad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush ...
... fweet gold , for their unreft , That have their alms out of the Emprefs ' cheft . Enter Tamora . Tam . My lovely Aaron , wherefore look'ft thou fad , When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ? The birds chaunt melody on every bush ...
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Achilles Afide Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Baffianus Banquo blood brother Calchas Clot Cloten Creffid Cymbeline defire Diomede doft doth Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe falfe fear felf fervice fhall fhew fhould fight flain fleep fome fons forrow foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword Goths Guiderius hand hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen King Lady Lavinia Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach mafter Marcus Menelaus moft muft muſt Neft noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus prefent Priam Prince purpoſe Queen reafon Roffe Rome Saturnine SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Titus Titus Andronicus Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf what's whofe Witch
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Halaman 191 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Halaman 206 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Halaman 83 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Halaman 91 - What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Halaman 85 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Halaman 111 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog...
Halaman 106 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Halaman 103 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Halaman 127 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Halaman 91 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.