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 11
... keep me always in your view . -ftrain'd pride , ] The oldeft copy reads , frayed pride ; that is , pride exorbitant ; pride paffing due bounds . 2 To come betwixt our fentence and our power ; ] Power , for execution of the fentence ...
... keep me always in your view . -ftrain'd pride , ] The oldeft copy reads , frayed pride ; that is , pride exorbitant ; pride paffing due bounds . 2 To come betwixt our fentence and our power ; ] Power , for execution of the fentence ...
Pagina 21
... keeps our for- tunes from us , till our oldness cannot relish them . I be- gin to find an idle and fond bondage in ... keep all they have till they die . WARBURTON . All this may be fpared . Age , not ages , is the reading of both the ...
... keeps our for- tunes from us , till our oldness cannot relish them . I be- gin to find an idle and fond bondage in ... keep all they have till they die . WARBURTON . All this may be fpared . Age , not ages , is the reading of both the ...
Pagina 32
... keep honeft counfels , ride , run , marr a panion by for his converfation . We should read , TO SAY little ; which was prudent when he chose a wife companion to profit by . So that it was as much as to fay , I profefs to talk little my ...
... keep honeft counfels , ride , run , marr a panion by for his converfation . We should read , TO SAY little ; which was prudent when he chose a wife companion to profit by . So that it was as much as to fay , I profefs to talk little my ...
Pagina 35
... keep my coxcombs myself . There's mine , beg another of thy daughters . Lear . Take heed , Sirrah , the whip.- Fool . Truth's a dog muft to kennel ; he must be whip'd out , when the lady brach may stand by th ' fire and ftink . Lear . A ...
... keep my coxcombs myself . There's mine , beg another of thy daughters . Lear . Take heed , Sirrah , the whip.- Fool . Truth's a dog muft to kennel ; he must be whip'd out , when the lady brach may stand by th ' fire and ftink . Lear . A ...
Pagina 36
... keep within door , And thou fhalt have more Than two tens to a score . Kent . This is nothing , fool . Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd law- yer , you gave me nothing for't . Can you make no ufe of nothing , nuncle ? Lear ...
... keep within door , And thou fhalt have more Than two tens to a score . Kent . This is nothing , fool . Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd law- yer , you gave me nothing for't . Can you make no ufe of nothing , nuncle ? Lear ...
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PLAYS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE I William 1564-1616 Shakespeare,Isaac 1742-1807 Reed,Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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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...
Pagina 405 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...
Pagina 461 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
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.