Shakspeare's himself again; or the language of the poet asserted1815 |
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... noble name " is of a totally different complexion . He will not attempt to condemn by assertion alone . He will not be content to say of the opinion he would dissent from , that " it is ridiculous : " if this be indeed the " if case ...
... noble name " is of a totally different complexion . He will not attempt to condemn by assertion alone . He will not be content to say of the opinion he would dissent from , that " it is ridiculous : " if this be indeed the " if case ...
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... noble substance of worth out , To his own scandal . The dram of ease Doth all the noble substance of a doubt , To his own scandal . I do not remember a passage throughout all our poet's works , more intricate and depraved in the text ...
... noble substance of worth out , To his own scandal . The dram of ease Doth all the noble substance of a doubt , To his own scandal . I do not remember a passage throughout all our poet's works , more intricate and depraved in the text ...
22 psl.
... noble substance of worth out . ] Various conjec- tures have been employed about this passage . The author of The Revisal would read , Or , " Doth all the noble substance oft eat out . " " Doth all the noble substance soil with doubt ...
... noble substance of worth out . ] Various conjec- tures have been employed about this passage . The author of The Revisal would read , Or , " Doth all the noble substance oft eat out . " " Doth all the noble substance soil with doubt ...
23 psl.
... noble substance oft work out . " That is eat through as brass does silver when it is plated with it . S. W. " The dram of ease , & c . " The great business of a commentator is to explain his author's text , and to alter as little as ...
... noble substance oft work out . " That is eat through as brass does silver when it is plated with it . S. W. " The dram of ease , & c . " The great business of a commentator is to explain his author's text , and to alter as little as ...
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... noble one , and to this purpose . If this ( says he ) be the case , that the effect follows the thing operated upon [ carrion ] and not the thing operating [ a god , ] why need we wonder , that the supreme cause of all things diffusing ...
... noble one , and to this purpose . If this ( says he ) be the case , that the effect follows the thing operated upon [ carrion ] and not the thing operating [ a god , ] why need we wonder , that the supreme cause of all things diffusing ...
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affection allusion alteration ancient appears bag-pipe beauty believe blood called certainly character Chaucer Coriolanus corrupt Cymbeline doth Duke emendation epithet expression fair fear folio follows fool fortune French give gleek Hamlet Hanmer hath heart heaven honor Iago JOHN Johnson JouN king King Lear lady language Lear lord Macbeth meaning Measure for Measure Michael Cassio Midsummer Night's Dream mistaken nature never night noble nonsense obscure observed old copy old reading opinion Othello Oxford editor passage passion patience perhaps play poet poor present reading Prince proper quarto quarto reads queen reason Richard III says scene seems sense SHAK Shakspeare Shakspeare wrote Shakspeare's shew signifies Sir Thomas Hanmer speak speech stand STEEV Steevens suppose thee THEOB Theobald thing thou art thought tion true reading understand understood virtue WARB Warburton Winter's Tale word writers wrong
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