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... Lady of the Lake- The Trosachs , Paternal Affection , From Childe Harold's Pilgrimage- 147 148 149 151 Flodden . From 152 155 157 War , Samuel Rogers : 1763-1855 , The Lake of Geneva , From The Pleasures of Memory , 129 From The Giaour ...
... Lady of the Lake- The Trosachs , Paternal Affection , From Childe Harold's Pilgrimage- 147 148 149 151 Flodden . From 152 155 157 War , Samuel Rogers : 1763-1855 , The Lake of Geneva , From The Pleasures of Memory , 129 From The Giaour ...
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... ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream- Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues , Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are . Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose , And then dreams he of smelling out a suit ...
... ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream- Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues , Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are . Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose , And then dreams he of smelling out a suit ...
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... LADY MACBETH . [ Exit . Lady M. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold : What hath quench'd them hath given me fire : - Hark ! Peace ! It was the owl that shriek'd , The fatal bellman which gives the stern'st good - night ...
... LADY MACBETH . [ Exit . Lady M. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold : What hath quench'd them hath given me fire : - Hark ! Peace ! It was the owl that shriek'd , The fatal bellman which gives the stern'st good - night ...
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... Lady M. Consider it not so deeply . Macb . But wherefore could not I pronounce , ' Amen ? ' I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . Lady M. These deeds must ... LADY MACBETH . Lady M. My hands 28 WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE .
... Lady M. Consider it not so deeply . Macb . But wherefore could not I pronounce , ' Amen ? ' I had most need of blessing , and ' Amen ' Stuck in my throat . Lady M. These deeds must ... LADY MACBETH . Lady M. My hands 28 WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE .
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Chambers W. and R., ltd. Re - enter LADY MACBETH . Lady M. My hands are of your colour ; but I shame To wear a heart so white . [ Knock . ] I hear a knocking At the south entry : -retire we to our chamber : A little water clears us of ...
Chambers W. and R., ltd. Re - enter LADY MACBETH . Lady M. My hands are of your colour ; but I shame To wear a heart so white . [ Knock . ] I hear a knocking At the south entry : -retire we to our chamber : A little water clears us of ...
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Page 204 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 60 - Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 175 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Page 181 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Page 19 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 25 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 139 - Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Page 22 - Tarry a little ; — there is something else. — This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood ; The words expressly are a pound of flesh : Then take thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.
Page 19 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God...
Page 75 - Those are Grecian ghosts that in battle were slain, And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain. Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes, And glitt'ring temples of their hostile gods...