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 6J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Pagina 2
... Editions are , I. Quarto , 1608 , by Natha- niel Butler . II . In the folio of 1623 . III . Quarto , by Jane Bell , 1655. This edition is of no value , for , neglecting the better copy in the folio , it follows the first quarto , even ...
... Editions are , I. Quarto , 1608 , by Natha- niel Butler . II . In the folio of 1623 . III . Quarto , by Jane Bell , 1655. This edition is of no value , for , neglecting the better copy in the folio , it follows the first quarto , even ...
Pagina 8
... appetite , fhall to my bofom To love my father all.- ] firft edition , without which the Thefe words reftored from the fenfe was not compleat . PoPE . ' Be Be as well neighbour'd , pitied , and reliev'd , 8 KING LEAR .
... appetite , fhall to my bofom To love my father all.- ] firft edition , without which the Thefe words reftored from the fenfe was not compleat . PoPE . ' Be Be as well neighbour'd , pitied , and reliev'd , 8 KING LEAR .
Pagina 10
... editions have filently departed , for the fake of better numbers , with a degree of in- fincerity , which , if not fome- times detected and cenfured , muft impair the credit of antient books . One of the editors , and perhaps only one ...
... editions have filently departed , for the fake of better numbers , with a degree of in- fincerity , which , if not fome- times detected and cenfured , muft impair the credit of antient books . One of the editors , and perhaps only one ...
Pagina 14
... editions . early quarto reads , The --or you for vouch'd affections Fal'n into taint . The folio , -or your fore - veuch'd affection Fall into taint . Taint is ufed for corruption and for difgrace . If therefore we take the oldeft ...
... editions . early quarto reads , The --or you for vouch'd affections Fal'n into taint . The folio , -or your fore - veuch'd affection Fall into taint . Taint is ufed for corruption and for difgrace . If therefore we take the oldeft ...
Pagina 20
... editions read , -all is gone Upon the gad ! which , befides that it is unau- thorised , is lefs proper . To do upon the gad , is , to act by the fudden ftimulation of caprice , as cattle run madding when they are ftung by the gad - fly ...
... editions read , -all is gone Upon the gad ! which , befides that it is unau- thorised , is lefs proper . To do upon the gad , is , to act by the fudden ftimulation of caprice , as cattle run madding when they are ftung by the gad - fly ...
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Pagina 132 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Pagina 429 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Pagina 423 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Pagina 26 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
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Pagina 117 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yond...
Pagina 149 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Pagina 392 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Pagina 131 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.