The Shakespeare Papers of the Late William Maginn

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Redfield, 1856 - 353 стор.

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Сторінка 101 - That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a
Сторінка 52 - REMEMBER now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them...
Сторінка 259 - Their downy breast; the swan with arched neck, Between her white wings, mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet...
Сторінка 52 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was : and the spirit shall return unto GOD Who gave it.
Сторінка 159 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Сторінка 231 - ... methinks I see her as an eagle, mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam, — purging and unsealing her long-abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance...
Сторінка 211 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Сторінка 231 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Сторінка 188 - Wherefore did you so ? Macb. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate, and furious, Loyal, and neutral, in a moment ? No man : The expedition of my violent love Outran the pauser reason. — Here lay Duncan, His silver skin laced with his golden blood ; And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature For ruin's wasteful entrance...
Сторінка 152 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

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