The Plays of William Shakespeare, Τόμος 1 |
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Σελίδα 69
Our flesh and blood , my lord , is grown so vile , That it doth hate what gets it . Edg . Poor Tom's a - cold . Glo . Go in with me ; my duty cannot suffer To obey in all your daughters ' hard commands . Though their injunction be to ...
Our flesh and blood , my lord , is grown so vile , That it doth hate what gets it . Edg . Poor Tom's a - cold . Glo . Go in with me ; my duty cannot suffer To obey in all your daughters ' hard commands . Though their injunction be to ...
Σελίδα 89
Those of his chamber , as it seem'd , had done't ; Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood , So were their daggers , which , unwip'd , we found Upon their pillows . They star'd , and were distracted ; No man's life was to be ...
Those of his chamber , as it seem'd , had done't ; Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood , So were their daggers , which , unwip'd , we found Upon their pillows . They star'd , and were distracted ; No man's life was to be ...
Σελίδα 93
Thy bones are marrowless , thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this , good peers , But as a thing of custom ; ' tis no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure of the time ...
Thy bones are marrowless , thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this , good peers , But as a thing of custom ; ' tis no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure of the time ...
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KING LEAR | 53 |
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Achilles Ajax answer Antony arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar Cleo comes Cres dead dear death dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fall father fear fight follow Fool fortunes friends give gods gone hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hector hold honour I'll Italy keep Kent King lady Lear leave live look lord Lucius Macb madam Marcius master mean meet mind mother nature never night noble peace poor pray present Queen Roman Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant shew soldier speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thank thee There's thine thing thou thou art thought tongue Troilus true Ulyss What's worthy