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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... master . : SCENE . IV . Hotspur's Description of a finical Courtier . But I remember , when the fight was done , When I was dry with rage , and extreme toil , Breathless , and faint , leaning upon my sword ; Came there a certain lord ...
... master . : SCENE . IV . Hotspur's Description of a finical Courtier . But I remember , when the fight was done , When I was dry with rage , and extreme toil , Breathless , and faint , leaning upon my sword ; Came there a certain lord ...
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... master , sweats from rife to set , in the eye of Phœbus , his master , sleeps all night , where he ( Phœbus ) sleeps , in Elyfium , and the next day , after dawn , rises to his bufi- ness , and helps his master , Hyperion , to his horse ...
... master , sweats from rife to set , in the eye of Phœbus , his master , sleeps all night , where he ( Phœbus ) sleeps , in Elyfium , and the next day , after dawn , rises to his bufi- ness , and helps his master , Hyperion , to his horse ...
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... master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and that which ruin'd me : ( 7 ) Cromwell . I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that fin fell the angels ; how can man then ( The image of his maker ) hope to win by't ? ( 8 ) Love thyself last ...
... master miss'd it . Mark but my fall , and that which ruin'd me : ( 7 ) Cromwell . I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that fin fell the angels ; how can man then ( The image of his maker ) hope to win by't ? ( 8 ) Love thyself last ...
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... the majestic world , as to bear the palm alone ? How he , feebler than the rest , should in the course out- Arip ' em all , and carry off the prize ? ،، Men Men at some times are masters of their fates : 94 The Beauties of SHAKPSPEAR.
... the majestic world , as to bear the palm alone ? How he , feebler than the rest , should in the course out- Arip ' em all , and carry off the prize ? ،، Men Men at some times are masters of their fates : 94 The Beauties of SHAKPSPEAR.
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William Shakespeare William Dodd. Men at some times are masters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars But in our selves , that we are underlings . Brutus and Cæfar ! what should be in that Cæfar ? Why should that ...
William Shakespeare William Dodd. Men at some times are masters of their fates : The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars But in our selves , that we are underlings . Brutus and Cæfar ! what should be in that Cæfar ? Why should that ...
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Æschylus almoſt anſwer baſe beautiful becauſe Ben Johnson bleſſed blood boſom Brutus Cæfar Caffius cauſe cheeks cloſe courſe curſe death deſcription doſt doth dream earth eaſy elſe eyes falſe fays fear firſt Flamen fleep foldier fome fomething forrow foul friends fuch give grief hand hath heart heav'n honour itſelf juſt king Lady laſt leſs look lord loſe Macbeth Mach maſters moſt muſt myſelf nature never night noble o'er obſerves Othello paſſage perſon pleaſing pleaſure poet preſent purpoſe riſe Romeo ſame ſays ſcene SCENE II SCENE SCENE SCENE VII ſecond ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſet ſhake Shakespear ſhall ſhe ſhew ſhould ſleep ſmiles ſoft ſome ſpeak ſpeech ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtarts ſtate ſtill ſtrange ſubject ſuch ſweet ſword tears thee Theobald theſe things thoſe thou art uſe Warburton whoſe wife wind word
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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...