The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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Pagina 6
... bufinefs hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , elfe he loves me not . ACT ( 5 ) See Portia's fpeech to Brutus in Julius Cefar , A & II . Scene III . ་ ACT III . SCENE I. Prodigies ridicul'd . ( 6 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
... bufinefs hath my lord in hand , And I must know it , elfe he loves me not . ACT ( 5 ) See Portia's fpeech to Brutus in Julius Cefar , A & II . Scene III . ་ ACT III . SCENE I. Prodigies ridicul'd . ( 6 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
Pagina 17
... hand , that we may venture to pronounce it to be the only one that ever afford- ed fo high a degree of pleafure , without the least pretence to merit or virtue to fupport it . The I **策洞 VI . The fecond Part of The First Part of Henry ...
... hand , that we may venture to pronounce it to be the only one that ever afford- ed fo high a degree of pleafure , without the least pretence to merit or virtue to fupport it . The I **策洞 VI . The fecond Part of The First Part of Henry ...
Pagina 21
... hand : and hence , thou fickly quoif , Thou art a guard too wanton for the head , Which princes , flefh'd with conqueft , aim to hit . Now bind my brows with iron , and approach The rugged'it hour that time and fpight dare bring To ...
... hand : and hence , thou fickly quoif , Thou art a guard too wanton for the head , Which princes , flefh'd with conqueft , aim to hit . Now bind my brows with iron , and approach The rugged'it hour that time and fpight dare bring To ...
Pagina 22
... hands Into the foaming gore , with oath , invok'd Mars and Enyo , and blood - thirsty terror . " ACT Upon which the tranflator , judiciously quoting a fine image of this fort from Milton , afterwards obferves , " how vehement- ly does ...
... hands Into the foaming gore , with oath , invok'd Mars and Enyo , and blood - thirsty terror . " ACT Upon which the tranflator , judiciously quoting a fine image of this fort from Milton , afterwards obferves , " how vehement- ly does ...
Pagina 24
... hand Open as day , for melting charity : Yet notwithstanding , being incens'd , he's flint : As humourous as winter , and as fudden ( 8 ) As flaws congealed in the fpring of day . His temper , therefore , muft be well obferv'd ; Chide ...
... hand Open as day , for melting charity : Yet notwithstanding , being incens'd , he's flint : As humourous as winter , and as fudden ( 8 ) As flaws congealed in the fpring of day . His temper , therefore , muft be well obferv'd ; Chide ...
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Pagina 225 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Pagina 85 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 251 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Pagina 238 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 168 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Pagina 125 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Pagina 254 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Pagina 73 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.