The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Ma- dam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his ...
... fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Ma- dam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his ...
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... it , but my Bertram's . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away . It were all one , That I fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And A 3 Sc . 2 . All's well that ends well . Helena; go to, no more; left it ...
... it , but my Bertram's . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away . It were all one , That I fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And A 3 Sc . 2 . All's well that ends well . Helena; go to, no more; left it ...
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William Shakespeare Hugh Blair. That I fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And think to wed it ; he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his fphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus ...
William Shakespeare Hugh Blair. That I fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And think to wed it ; he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his fphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus ...
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... fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is ' t fo ? If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it be not , forfwear ' t ; howe'er , I charge thee , As heav'n fhall work in me for thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me ...
... fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is ' t fo ? If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it be not , forfwear ' t ; howe'er , I charge thee , As heav'n fhall work in me for thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me ...
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... Haply been absent then . Count . But think you , Helen , If you fhould tender your fuppofed aid , He would receive it ? He and his phyficians Are B 3 Sc . 7 : 17 All's well that ends well . By any token of prefumptuous fuit: ...
... Haply been absent then . Count . But think you , Helen , If you fhould tender your fuppofed aid , He would receive it ? He and his phyficians Are B 3 Sc . 7 : 17 All's well that ends well . By any token of prefumptuous fuit: ...
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The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1771 |
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330 psl. - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
336 psl. - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
59 psl. - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
252 psl. - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
241 psl. - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
84 psl. - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.