The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Mrs. Inchbald Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... Hear me , rash man ; on thine allegiance hear me : Since thou hast striven to make us break our vow , And press'd between our sentence and our pow'r , Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear , We banish thee for ever from our ...
... Hear me , rash man ; on thine allegiance hear me : Since thou hast striven to make us break our vow , And press'd between our sentence and our pow'r , Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear , We banish thee for ever from our ...
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... Hear me , sir ; your life , your life's in danger . Edg . And yet , perhaps , ' twas but pretended cold- ness , To try how far my passion would pursue . Edm . He hears me not ; ' wake , ' wake , sir . Edg . Say you , brother ? - No ...
... Hear me , sir ; your life , your life's in danger . Edg . And yet , perhaps , ' twas but pretended cold- ness , To try how far my passion would pursue . Edm . He hears me not ; ' wake , ' wake , sir . Edg . Say you , brother ? - No ...
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... Hear , nature , hear ; Dear goddess , hear ! Suspend thy purpose , if Thou didst intend to make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; That from her derogate body never spring A ...
... Hear , nature , hear ; Dear goddess , hear ! Suspend thy purpose , if Thou didst intend to make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; That from her derogate body never spring A ...
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... hear our father coming - Pardon me : -- In cunning I must draw my sword upon you : - Draw : seem to defend yourself : now quit you well ; Yield : come before my father ; -help , ho , here ! -- Fly , brother ; -help , here , help ...
... hear our father coming - Pardon me : -- In cunning I must draw my sword upon you : - Draw : seem to defend yourself : now quit you well ; Yield : come before my father ; -help , ho , here ! -- Fly , brother ; -help , here , help ...
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... hear me ; Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum , Till it cry , sleep to death . Enter CORNWALL , REGAN , CAPTAIN of the GUARDS , and ATTENDANTS from the Castle . Oh ! are you come ? Corn . Health to the king ! Reg . I am glad to ...
... hear me ; Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum , Till it cry , sleep to death . Enter CORNWALL , REGAN , CAPTAIN of the GUARDS , and ATTENDANTS from the Castle . Oh ! are you come ? Corn . Health to the king ! Reg . I am glad to ...
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Стр. 32 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Стр. 2 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roar'd ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried,
Стр. 33 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Стр. 14 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Стр. 18 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Стр. 3 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Стр. 4 - Things that do sound so fair? — 1' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal ; to me you speak not ; If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, (1) A man forbid, — one under a curse, accursed. Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours nor your hate.
Стр. 18 - I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Стр. 16 - When Duncan is asleep, (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassel so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only : When in swinish sleep Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, What cannot you and I perform upon Th' unguarded Duncan ? what not put upon.
Стр. 13 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting. martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.