The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Bind 17C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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Side 19
... Speak , queen of Goths , dost thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman Gods , - Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymeneus stand , - I will not re ...
... Speak , queen of Goths , dost thou applaud my choice ? And here I swear by all the Roman Gods , - Sith priest and holy water are so near , And tapers burn so bright , and every thing In readiness for Hymeneus stand , - I will not re ...
Side 20
... speak , Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the rest will speed . Mar. Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , Luc . Dear father , soul and substance of us all , ' Mar. Suffer thy brother Marcus to interr His noble nephew here in ...
... speak , Tit . Speak thou no more , if all the rest will speed . Mar. Renowned Titus , more than half my soul , Luc . Dear father , soul and substance of us all , ' Mar. Suffer thy brother Marcus to interr His noble nephew here in ...
Side 22
... speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What ! madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my lord ; The gods of Rome forefend , I should be author to ...
... speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What ! madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my lord ; The gods of Rome forefend , I should be author to ...
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... speak , and strike , brave boys , and take your turns : There serve your lust , shadow'd from heaven's eye , And revel in Lavinia's treasury . Chi . Thy counsel , lad , smells of no cowardice . Dem . Sit fas aut nefas , till I find the ...
... speak , and strike , brave boys , and take your turns : There serve your lust , shadow'd from heaven's eye , And revel in Lavinia's treasury . Chi . Thy counsel , lad , smells of no cowardice . Dem . Sit fas aut nefas , till I find the ...
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... speak ; away with her . Lav . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . Dem . Listen , fair madam : Let it be your glory To see her tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . Lav . When did the ...
... speak ; away with her . Lav . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . Dem . Listen , fair madam : Let it be your glory To see her tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . Lav . When did the ...
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Aaron ancient Antiochus Bassianus Bawd Boult brother Cerimon Cleon Confessio Amantis corrupt Cymbeline daughter dead death Demetrius Dionyza doth dramas dramatick edition editor emendation emperor Enter Exeunt expression eyes father folio Gesta Romanorum give gods Goths Gower Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Helicanus honour King Henry King Lear lady Lavinia live lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus Macbeth Malone Marcus Marina Mason means metre mistress murder musick never night noble Noble Kinsmen old copies read Othello passage Pentapolis Perhaps Pericles piece play poet Prince of Tyre queen revenge rhyme Rome Romeo and Juliet Saturnine scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's Simonides sons sorrow speak speech Steevens suppose sweet Tamora tears tell Thaisa Tharsus thee thine thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus Todd tongue tragedy tribunes Twine's translation unto Winter's Tale word
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Side 223 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Side 193 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Side 220 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Side 248 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
Side 191 - Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: The waters stood above the mountains. At thy rebuke they fled; At the voice of thy thunder they hasted away.
Side 149 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Side 271 - Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : other women cloy The appetites they feed : but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies : for vilest things Become themselves in her; that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish.