The Handy-volume Shakspeare, Zväzok 13Bradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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Strana 89
... worth more sorrow , He's worth no more ; And that I'll spend for him . Siw . They say , he parted well , and paid his score : And , so , God be with him ! -Here comes newer comfort . Re - enter MACDUFF , with MACBETH's head . Macd ...
... worth more sorrow , He's worth no more ; And that I'll spend for him . Siw . They say , he parted well , and paid his score : And , so , God be with him ! -Here comes newer comfort . Re - enter MACDUFF , with MACBETH's head . Macd ...
Strana 137
... worth of my untutored lines , makes it assured of acceptance . What I have done is yours , what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have , devoted yours . Were my worth greater , my duty would show greater : meantime , as it is ...
... worth of my untutored lines , makes it assured of acceptance . What I have done is yours , what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have , devoted yours . Were my worth greater , my duty would show greater : meantime , as it is ...
Strana 224
... worth Than those old nine which rhymers invocate ; And he that calls on thee , let him bring forth Eternal numbers to outlive long date . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise ...
... worth Than those old nine which rhymers invocate ; And he that calls on thee , let him bring forth Eternal numbers to outlive long date . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise ...
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Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath cheeks Collatine dead dear death deed desire Doct doth Enter MACBETH Exeunt face fair fair lords falchion falconry false fear fire Fleance flower fool foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honour hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff Mach mayst mind murder never night numbers o'er pale pity poison'd poor praise Priam proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Rosse seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thane of Cawdor thee thence thine eye things thou art thou dost thought thyself Time's tongue true truth unto weep weird sisters wind Witch words worth wound youth