Select Plays of William Shakespeare: In Six Volumes. With the Corrections & Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added, Notes, Volume 6proprietors, 1820 |
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Pagina 31
... give you thankful sacrifice ! -Thy news ? Mess , The citizens of Corioli have issued , And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle : I saw our party to their trenches driven , And then I came away . Com . Though thou speak'st truth ...
... give you thankful sacrifice ! -Thy news ? Mess , The citizens of Corioli have issued , And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle : I saw our party to their trenches driven , And then I came away . Com . Though thou speak'st truth ...
Pagina 41
... give you truly : by your patience , If ' gainst yourself you be incens'd , we ' ll put you ( Like one that means his proper harm ) in manacles , Then reason safely with you . Therefore , be it known , As to us , to all the world , that ...
... give you truly : by your patience , If ' gainst yourself you be incens'd , we ' ll put you ( Like one that means his proper harm ) in manacles , Then reason safely with you . Therefore , be it known , As to us , to all the world , that ...
Pagina 42
... give my poor host freedom . Com . O , well begg'd ! Were he the butcher of my son , he should Be free , as is the wind . Deliver him , Titus . extent of my power . To undercrest , I should guess , signifies pro- perly , to wear beneath ...
... give my poor host freedom . Com . O , well begg'd ! Were he the butcher of my son , he should Be free , as is the wind . Deliver him , Titus . extent of my power . To undercrest , I should guess , signifies pro- perly , to wear beneath ...
Pagina 45
... give an air of truth to his pieces . So , in Romeo and Juliet : Again : underneath the grove of sycamore , " That westward rooteth from the city's side . " " It was the nightingale and not the lark Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate ...
... give an air of truth to his pieces . So , in Romeo and Juliet : Again : underneath the grove of sycamore , " That westward rooteth from the city's side . " " It was the nightingale and not the lark Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate ...
Pagina 47
... give your disposition the reins , and be angry at your plea- sures ; at the least , if you take it as a pleasure to you , in being so . You blame Marcius for being proud ? Bru . We do it not alone , sir . Men . I know , you can do very ...
... give your disposition the reins , and be angry at your plea- sures ; at the least , if you take it as a pleasure to you , in being so . You blame Marcius for being proud ? Bru . We do it not alone , sir . Men . I know , you can do very ...
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Pagina 187 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
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Pagina 12 - Who deserves greatness, Deserves your hate* and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye 1 With every minute you do change a mind ; And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
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Pagina 234 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated...
Pagina 220 - Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow, whom thou fought'st against, Though daintily brought up, with patience more Than savages could suffer; thou didst drink The stale of horses and the gilded puddle Which beasts would cough at; thy palate then did deign The roughest berry on the rudest hedge; Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets, The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh, Which some did die to look on; and all this—...
Pagina 372 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pagina 227 - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.
Pagina 190 - Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall ! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay : our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life Is to do thus ; when such a mutual pair [Embracing. And such a twain can do't, in which I bind, On pain of punishment, the world to weet We stand up peerless.
Pagina 131 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem ; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart : Two of the first, like coats...