The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... alfo be remarked , that B. Googe , in the foregoing lines , feems to speak of a tragedy " in English verfe , " as a novelty . STEEVENS . Be thou as lightning- ] The fimile does not fuit well : the lightning indeed appears before the ...
... alfo be remarked , that B. Googe , in the foregoing lines , feems to speak of a tragedy " in English verfe , " as a novelty . STEEVENS . Be thou as lightning- ] The fimile does not fuit well : the lightning indeed appears before the ...
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... alfo fome fhillings , with half faces , i . e . faces in profile , as all our coin has now . The first groats of King Henry VIII . were like thofe of his father ; though afterwards he returned to the broad faces again . These groats ...
... alfo fome fhillings , with half faces , i . e . faces in profile , as all our coin has now . The first groats of King Henry VIII . were like thofe of his father ; though afterwards he returned to the broad faces again . These groats ...
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... alfo , Fletcher : 66 You that truft in travel ; " You that enhance the daily price of tooth - picks . " Again , in Shirley's Grateful Servant , 1630 : " I will continue my ftate - pofture , ufe my tooth - pick with difcretion , " & c ...
... alfo , Fletcher : 66 You that truft in travel ; " You that enhance the daily price of tooth - picks . " Again , in Shirley's Grateful Servant , 1630 : " I will continue my ftate - pofture , ufe my tooth - pick with difcretion , " & c ...
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... alfo Minfheu's Dict . 1617 : " To picke or trimme . Vid . Trimme . " MALONE . My picked man of countries , is — my travelled fop . HOLT WHITE . 9like an ABC - book : ] An ABC - book , or , as they spoke and wrote it , an abfey - book ...
... alfo Minfheu's Dict . 1617 : " To picke or trimme . Vid . Trimme . " MALONE . My picked man of countries , is — my travelled fop . HOLT WHITE . 9like an ABC - book : ] An ABC - book , or , as they spoke and wrote it , an abfey - book ...
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... alfo contrary to the truth of hiftory , into which anachronifm our author was led by the old play . Leopold Duke of Auftria , by whom Richard I. had been thrown in prifon in 1193 , died in confequence of a fall from his horse in 1195 ...
... alfo contrary to the truth of hiftory , into which anachronifm our author was led by the old play . Leopold Duke of Auftria , by whom Richard I. had been thrown in prifon in 1193 , died in confequence of a fall from his horse in 1195 ...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare– In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1793 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare– In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1793 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare– In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1793 |
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againſt alfo Aumerle Baftard BAST becauſe blood BOLING Bolingbroke called coufin death doft doth Duke Duke of Hereford duke of Norfolk Earl England Engliſh Exeunt expreffion fack faid Falſtaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fecond feems fenfe fhall fhould fignifies fince firft firſt folio fome forrow foul fpeak fpeech ftand ftate ftill fubject fuch fuppofe fweet Gaunt grief hath heaven Henry VI himſelf honour itſelf John of Gaunt JOHNSON King Henry King John King Richard KING RICHARD II lady laft loft lord majefty MALONE means Merick Mortimer moſt muft muſt myſelf night obferves old copies old play paffage Percy perfon POINS Pope prefent prince purpoſe quarto Queen Rape of Lucrece reafon RICH ſay Shakspeare ſhall Sir John Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe word
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