The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 8 |
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Pagina 181
It was against your Highness : Whereat griev'd , That so his sickness , age , and
impotence Was falsely borne in hand ... from Norway ; and , in fine , Makes vow
before his uncle , never more To give th ' assay of arms against your Majesty .
It was against your Highness : Whereat griev'd , That so his sickness , age , and
impotence Was falsely borne in hand ... from Norway ; and , in fine , Makes vow
before his uncle , never more To give th ' assay of arms against your Majesty .
Pagina 184
... epithet as beautified ? On I have ventur'd at an emendation the other had ,
beatified , as I here , against the authority of all have conjectur'd , raises the the
copies ; but , I hope , upon image : but Polonius might very examination it will
appear ...
... epithet as beautified ? On I have ventur'd at an emendation the other had ,
beatified , as I here , against the authority of all have conjectur'd , raises the the
copies ; but , I hope , upon image : but Polonius might very examination it will
appear ...
Pagina 207
... general obsuitable to the dignity of reafon , servations to his own case , but to
suffer the outrages of fortune that he discovered Ophelia . putiently , or to take
arms against Or s Or to take arms against a sea of troubles PRINCE OF
DENMARK .
... general obsuitable to the dignity of reafon , servations to his own case , but to
suffer the outrages of fortune that he discovered Ophelia . putiently , or to take
arms against Or s Or to take arms against a sea of troubles PRINCE OF
DENMARK .
Pagina 239
If damned custom have not braz'd it so , That it is proof and bulwark against
sense . Queen . What have I done , that thou dar't wag thy tongue In noise so
rude against me ? Ham . Such an act , That blurs the grace and blush of
modestys Calls ...
If damned custom have not braz'd it so , That it is proof and bulwark against
sense . Queen . What have I done , that thou dar't wag thy tongue In noise so
rude against me ? Ham . Such an act , That blurs the grace and blush of
modestys Calls ...
Pagina 397
Deceit and prudence , will , with very flight falsehood , whatever conveniences
appearances against them , be they may for a time promise or censured , as not
very likely to produce , are , in the sum of life , restrain them by their virtue ...
Deceit and prudence , will , with very flight falsehood , whatever conveniences
appearances against them , be they may for a time promise or censured , as not
very likely to produce , are , in the sum of life , restrain them by their virtue ...
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