The Shakespeare Phrase BookLittle, Brown,, 1881 - 1034 pages |
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... tell what I can tell . AFFLE - JOHN . — I am withered like an old apple - john Thou knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple - john APPLIANCE . -Thou art too noble to conserve a life In base appliances . With all appliances and means to ...
... tell what I can tell . AFFLE - JOHN . — I am withered like an old apple - john Thou knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple - john APPLIANCE . -Thou art too noble to conserve a life In base appliances . With all appliances and means to ...
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... tell me , if your art Can tell so much ? Wretched souls That stay his cure : their malady convinces The great assay of art More matter , with less art . - Madam , I swear I use no art at all I am ill at these numbers ; I have not art to ...
... tell me , if your art Can tell so much ? Wretched souls That stay his cure : their malady convinces The great assay of art More matter , with less art . - Madam , I swear I use no art at all I am ill at these numbers ; I have not art to ...
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... tell you more If I do it , let the audience look to their eyes ; I will move storms The dignity of this act was worth the audience of kings and princes And can give audience To any tongue , speak it of what it will With taunts Did gibe ...
... tell you more If I do it , let the audience look to their eyes ; I will move storms The dignity of this act was worth the audience of kings and princes And can give audience To any tongue , speak it of what it will With taunts Did gibe ...
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... tell Where he bestows himself ?. BESTOWED . I would she had bestowed this dotage on me . Surely suit ill spent and labour ill bestowed . BESTOWING . In bestowing , madam , He was most princely BESTRIDE . - 2 Henry VI . ii . 3 . Hamlet ...
... tell Where he bestows himself ?. BESTOWED . I would she had bestowed this dotage on me . Surely suit ill spent and labour ill bestowed . BESTOWING . In bestowing , madam , He was most princely BESTRIDE . - 2 Henry VI . ii . 3 . Hamlet ...
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... tell you There's never none of these demure boys come to any proof . We took him setting of boys ' copies At thy birth , dear boy , Nature and Fortune joined to make thee great A parlous boy go to , you are too shrewd I will converse ...
... tell you There's never none of these demure boys come to any proof . We took him setting of boys ' copies At thy birth , dear boy , Nature and Fortune joined to make thee great A parlous boy go to , you are too shrewd I will converse ...
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All's bear beauty better blood breath Cleo cold comes Coriolanus Cress Cymbeline death deeds devil doth Dream earth Errors eyes face fair fall fault fear fellow fire fool fortune friends give grace grief grow Hamlet hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII hold honour hope hour Julius Cæsar keep kind King John King Lear leave light live look Lost Love's Love's L Macbeth man's means Meas Merry Wives mind nature never Night Othello poor Richard Richard II Romeo and Juliet Shrew sleep soul speak spirit stand sweet tell Tempest thee thing thou thou art thought Timon of Athens tongue Troi true turn Twelfth Night Venice Verona Winter's Tale
Popular passages
Page 83 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason. Bear with me, My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Page 157 - And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake; She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them.
Page 344 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Page 474 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear. 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.
Page 475 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 330 - I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head that will to hand, Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Page 371 - Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
Page 296 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 304 - Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.
Page 12 - I have taken note of it; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. — How long hast thou been a grave-maker? FIRST CLO. Of all the days i' the year, I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet o'ercame Fortinbras.