Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical : Printed from the Acting Copies, as Performed at the Theatres-royal, London, Том 11John Cumberland, 1826 |
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... king of th ' immortal band , Sits SHAKSPEARE crown'd . He lifts the golden wand , And all obey ; -the visions of the past Rise as they lived , —soft , splendid , regal , vast . Then Ariel harps along the enchanted wave , Then the weird ...
... king of th ' immortal band , Sits SHAKSPEARE crown'd . He lifts the golden wand , And all obey ; -the visions of the past Rise as they lived , —soft , splendid , regal , vast . Then Ariel harps along the enchanted wave , Then the weird ...
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... king , her husband , Wastes our best blood in giddy , guilty war ! Spirit of Marcus Junius ! -Would the gods Deign to diffuse thy daring through the land Rome from her trance with giant spirit would start , B 2 BRUTUS; ...
... king , her husband , Wastes our best blood in giddy , guilty war ! Spirit of Marcus Junius ! -Would the gods Deign to diffuse thy daring through the land Rome from her trance with giant spirit would start , B 2 BRUTUS; ...
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... does - water bubbles ! Claud . How say you ? Purchase ? Pr'ythee what would'st give ? Luc . What would I give ? -ten acres of my land ! Aruns . Thy land ? Where lies it ? Luc . Ask the king , my cousin : He 10 [ ACT I. BRUTUS .
... does - water bubbles ! Claud . How say you ? Purchase ? Pr'ythee what would'st give ? Luc . What would I give ? -ten acres of my land ! Aruns . Thy land ? Where lies it ? Luc . Ask the king , my cousin : He 10 [ ACT I. BRUTUS .
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... king . Aruns . Thank the gods , then , for thy good memory , fool ! Luc . The king your father sends for you to council , Where he debates how best to conquer Ardea . Shall I before , and tell him ye are coming ? Claud . Ay , or behind ...
... king . Aruns . Thank the gods , then , for thy good memory , fool ! Luc . The king your father sends for you to council , Where he debates how best to conquer Ardea . Shall I before , and tell him ye are coming ? Claud . Ay , or behind ...
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... kings " Till a fool drive them hence , and set Rome free ! Strange prophecy ! -What fool ? -It cannot be That poor dolt , the companion of my sons- -Hark thee , Valerius - Know'st thou that same fool Now in the camp . Val . I know him ...
... kings " Till a fool drive them hence , and set Rome free ! Strange prophecy ! -What fool ? -It cannot be That poor dolt , the companion of my sons- -Hark thee , Valerius - Know'st thou that same fool Now in the camp . Val . I know him ...
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Стр. 38 - Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Стр. 36 - And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art; For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fallen, quite taint their wit.
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Стр. 38 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Стр. 5 - List his discourse of war, and you shall hear A fearful battle render'd you in music : Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter...
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Стр. 11 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Стр. 29 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
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