The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, 2 tomas |
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... live with the living ? No : why ? detraction will not fuffer it . Therefore , I'll none of it ; honour is a meer fcutcheon ; and fo ends my catechifm . ; ( 12 ) Well , & c . ] In the king and no king of Beaumont and Fletcher , we have a ...
... live with the living ? No : why ? detraction will not fuffer it . Therefore , I'll none of it ; honour is a meer fcutcheon ; and fo ends my catechifm . ; ( 12 ) Well , & c . ] In the king and no king of Beaumont and Fletcher , we have a ...
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... and tackle trim . Sails fill d'and ftreamers waving , d 144 977 4132 Courted by all the winds that hold them play . neurs le fog the live str Ne ان Piercing Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents 28 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
... and tackle trim . Sails fill d'and ftreamers waving , d 144 977 4132 Courted by all the winds that hold them play . neurs le fog the live str Ne ان Piercing Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents 28 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
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... live ; And in thy fight to die , what wert it else , But like a pleasant flumber in thy lap ? Here could I breathe my foul into the air , As mild and gentle as the cradie - babe Dying with mother's dug between its lips . 2 SCENE X. The ...
... live ; And in thy fight to die , what wert it else , But like a pleasant flumber in thy lap ? Here could I breathe my foul into the air , As mild and gentle as the cradie - babe Dying with mother's dug between its lips . 2 SCENE X. The ...
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... live : When this is known , then to divide the time ; So many hours , muft I tend my flock ; So many hours , muft I take my reft ; So many hours , muft I contemplate ; So many hours , muft I fport myself ; So many days , my ewes have ...
... live : When this is known , then to divide the time ; So many hours , muft I tend my flock ; So many hours , muft I take my reft ; So many hours , muft I contemplate ; So many hours , muft I fport myself ; So many days , my ewes have ...
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... live Longer than I have time to tell his years ! Ever belov'd ; and loving may his rule be ! And when old time shall lead him to his end , Goodnefs , and he fill up one monument ! 7 Dependants not to be too much trusted by great Men ...
... live Longer than I have time to tell his years ! Ever belov'd ; and loving may his rule be ! And when old time shall lead him to his end , Goodnefs , and he fill up one monument ! 7 Dependants not to be too much trusted by great Men ...
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againſt Beaumont and Fletcher beautiful Becauſe Ben Johnson blefs blood bofom breaſt Brutus Cæfar Caffius cheeks death Defcription doft doth dream earth eyes Faerie Queene faid falfe fame fays fear feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould firft Flamen flaves fleep fmiles foldier fome fomething forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fweet fword give grief hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour Iago itſelf juft king Lady lefs loft look lord Macb Macbeth Macd mafters moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nature never night o'er obferves Othello Ovid paffage perfon pleaſure poet prefent purpoſe reft rife Romeo ſay SCENE IV SCENE SCENE SCENE VII ſeems ſhake Shakespear ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſweet tears thee thefe themſelves Theobald theſe things thofe thoſe thou art thouſand vulg Warburton whofe Whoſe wife word
Populiarios ištraukos
101 psl. - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
101 psl. - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
142 psl. - Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
239 psl. - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
102 psl. - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
122 psl. - Alas! sir, are you here? things that love night love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies gallow the very wanderers of the dark, and make them keep their caves. Since I was man such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never remember to have heard; man's nature cannot carry the affliction nor the fear.
52 psl. - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
93 psl. - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
110 psl. - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
116 psl. - ... 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...