The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 6 tomasC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... fenfe poffeffes ; And find , I am alone felicitate In your dear Highness ' love . Cor . Then poor Cordelia ! And yet not fo , fince , I am fure , my More pond'rous than my tongue . love's Lear . To thee , and thine , hereditary ever ...
... fenfe poffeffes ; And find , I am alone felicitate In your dear Highness ' love . Cor . Then poor Cordelia ! And yet not fo , fince , I am fure , my More pond'rous than my tongue . love's Lear . To thee , and thine , hereditary ever ...
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... fenfe . So Albany , afterwards in this play , lays to Gonerill , his wife ; Thou chang'd , and felf - converted thing ; for fhame , Be - monfter not thy features . And fo , in Coriolanus ; I'd rather have one fcratch my head i ' th ...
... fenfe . So Albany , afterwards in this play , lays to Gonerill , his wife ; Thou chang'd , and felf - converted thing ; for fhame , Be - monfter not thy features . And fo , in Coriolanus ; I'd rather have one fcratch my head i ' th ...
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... fenfe of obfolete , difguifed , our poet has more than once employed . Let them from forth a faw - pit rush at once , With fome diffufed fong : · Merry Wives of Windfor To fwearing , and ftern looks , diffus'd attire . Vouchfafe ...
... fenfe of obfolete , difguifed , our poet has more than once employed . Let them from forth a faw - pit rush at once , With fome diffufed fong : · Merry Wives of Windfor To fwearing , and ftern looks , diffus'd attire . Vouchfafe ...
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... fenfe about thee ! Old fond eyes , Beweep this caufe again , I'll pluck ye out , And caft you , with the waters that you lofe , To temper clay . Ha ! is it come to this ? Let it be fo : I have another daughter , Who , I am fure , is ...
... fenfe about thee ! Old fond eyes , Beweep this caufe again , I'll pluck ye out , And caft you , with the waters that you lofe , To temper clay . Ha ! is it come to this ? Let it be fo : I have another daughter , Who , I am fure , is ...
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... fenfe ; but by throwing out the epithet boly , ' tis evident he was not aware of the poet's fine meaning . I'll first eftablish and prove the reading ; then explain the allufion . Thus the poet gave it ; Like rats , oft bite the holy ...
... fenfe ; but by throwing out the epithet boly , ' tis evident he was not aware of the poet's fine meaning . I'll first eftablish and prove the reading ; then explain the allufion . Thus the poet gave it ; Like rats , oft bite the holy ...
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againſt Alcibiades Andronicus Apem Apemantus Aufidius Banquo becauſe blood Cominius Cordelia Coriolanus doft doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire fear feem fenfe ferve fhall fhew fhould fifter fince flain flave Fleance fleep foldier fome Fool forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword give Glo'fter gods Goths hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Kent King Lady Lart Lavinia Lear lefs Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff mafter Marcius Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble paffage pleaſe poet pray prefent reafon Roffe Rome ſay SCENE ſhall ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe there's theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art Timon Titus Titus Andronicus tribunes uſe Volfcians Warburton whofe Witch word worfe
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94 psl. - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
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302 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.
306 psl. - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
19 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...
296 psl. - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
53 psl. - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
469 psl. - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
304 psl. - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
309 psl. - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...