The Shakespeare Phrase BookLittle, Brown,, 1881 - 1034 pages |
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... grief is but thy absence for a time . - Joy absent , grief is present for that time Richard II . i . 3 . I hope , My absence doth neglect no great designs His absence , sir , Lays blame upon his promise I a heavy interim shall support ...
... grief is but thy absence for a time . - Joy absent , grief is present for that time Richard II . i . 3 . I hope , My absence doth neglect no great designs His absence , sir , Lays blame upon his promise I a heavy interim shall support ...
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... grief and extreme age shall perish , And never look upon thy face again He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies . The faint defects of age Must be the scene of mirth . His pupil age Man - entered thus , he waxed like ...
... grief and extreme age shall perish , And never look upon thy face again He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies . The faint defects of age Must be the scene of mirth . His pupil age Man - entered thus , he waxed like ...
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... grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart , enrage it . Looked he frowningly ? A countenance more in sorrow than in anger Know you no reverence ? - Yes , sir ; but anger hath a privilege Never anger made good guard for itself ANGERED ...
... grief Convert to anger ; blunt not the heart , enrage it . Looked he frowningly ? A countenance more in sorrow than in anger Know you no reverence ? - Yes , sir ; but anger hath a privilege Never anger made good guard for itself ANGERED ...
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... Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast Which thou wilt propagate This breast of mine hath buried Thoughts of great ... grief Due to some single breast ? Who has a breast so pure , But some uncleanly apprehensions Keep leets Man but a ...
... Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast Which thou wilt propagate This breast of mine hath buried Thoughts of great ... grief Due to some single breast ? Who has a breast so pure , But some uncleanly apprehensions Keep leets Man but a ...
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... griefs , Cancel all grudge . Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale . • Coriolanus , ii . 1 ... grief , that ' s beauty's canker . In the sweetest bud the eating canker dwells The most forward bud Is eaten by the ...
... griefs , Cancel all grudge . Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale . • Coriolanus , ii . 1 ... grief , that ' s beauty's canker . In the sweetest bud the eating canker dwells The most forward bud Is eaten by the ...
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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
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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.