The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, 1 tomasS. King, 1831 |
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... hand . To Theobald , as an editor of Shakspeare , suc- ceeded Sir Thomas Hanmer , who , in 1744 , publish- ed a ... hand - by the hand of Warburton ; whose Shakspeare was published in 1747. It failed of success ; for , conceiving that ...
... hand . To Theobald , as an editor of Shakspeare , suc- ceeded Sir Thomas Hanmer , who , in 1744 , publish- ed a ... hand - by the hand of Warburton ; whose Shakspeare was published in 1747. It failed of success ; for , conceiving that ...
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... hand certainly did not shed the blood of the pious Henry ; and even his assassination of the two illegitimate sons of his brother , Edward , is supported by very question- able evidence , for there is reason to think that the eldest of ...
... hand certainly did not shed the blood of the pious Henry ; and even his assassination of the two illegitimate sons of his brother , Edward , is supported by very question- able evidence , for there is reason to think that the eldest of ...
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... hand , and picture without brain , Senseless and soulless shews : To give a stage , - Ample , and true with life , -voice , action , age , As Plato's year , and new scene of the world , Them unto us , or us to them had hurl'd : To raise ...
... hand , and picture without brain , Senseless and soulless shews : To give a stage , - Ample , and true with life , -voice , action , age , As Plato's year , and new scene of the world , Them unto us , or us to them had hurl'd : To raise ...
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... hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in't : and now farewell , Till half an hour hence . Fer . A thousand ! thousand ! [ Exeunt FER . and MIR . Pro . So glad of this as they , I cannot be , Who are surpris'd with all ; but my ...
... hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in't : and now farewell , Till half an hour hence . Fer . A thousand ! thousand ! [ Exeunt FER . and MIR . Pro . So glad of this as they , I cannot be , Who are surpris'd with all ; but my ...
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... hand , I'll have that gown . Trin . Thy grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you To doat thus on such luggage ? Let it alone , And do the murder first : if he awake , From toe to crown he'll fill our skins ...
... hand , I'll have that gown . Trin . Thy grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you To doat thus on such luggage ? Let it alone , And do the murder first : if he awake , From toe to crown he'll fill our skins ...
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art thou Banquo better Biron blood Boyet brother Caliban Claud Claudio Costard daughter death dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford fortune gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Illyria Isab John Kath King lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master master doctor means mistress Moth never night old copy reads Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince Proteus SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast thought Thurio tongue Tranio true unto wife woman word
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352 psl. - 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. I have given suck, and know How tender...
360 psl. - 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.
352 psl. - Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
52 psl. - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
30 psl. - Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
223 psl. - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
10 psl. - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
52 psl. - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
254 psl. - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
352 psl. - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.