The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Bind 9F. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... thought in Henry IV . Part II . which affords some comment on this passage before us : There is a history in all men's lives , 66 " Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : " The which observ'd , a man may prophecy " With a near aim ...
... thought in Henry IV . Part II . which affords some comment on this passage before us : There is a history in all men's lives , 66 " Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : " The which observ'd , a man may prophecy " With a near aim ...
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... thought , ) but to new- ness . The fault and glimpse is the same as the faulty glimpse .. And the meaning seems to ... thoughts : LUCIO . I warrant , it is : and thy SC . III . 25 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... thought , ) but to new- ness . The fault and glimpse is the same as the faulty glimpse .. And the meaning seems to ... thoughts : LUCIO . I warrant , it is : and thy SC . III . 25 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
Side 27
... thought occurs in The Winter's Tale : " The silence often of pure innocence " Persuades , when speaking fails . " Sir W. D'Avenant , in his alteration of the play , changes prone to sweet : I mention some of his variations , to shew ...
... thought occurs in The Winter's Tale : " The silence often of pure innocence " Persuades , when speaking fails . " Sir W. D'Avenant , in his alteration of the play , changes prone to sweet : I mention some of his variations , to shew ...
Side 28
... thought ; Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom : why I desire thee To give me secret harbour , hath a purpose More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends Of burning youth . FRI . May your grace ...
... thought ; Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom : why I desire thee To give me secret harbour , hath a purpose More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends Of burning youth . FRI . May your grace ...
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... thought in Lily's Campaspe , 1584 , from whence Shakspeare might borrow it : " Alex . you resemble the lapwing , who crieth most where her nest is not , and so , to lead me from espying your love for Campaspe , you cry Timoclea . " GREY ...
... thought in Lily's Campaspe , 1584 , from whence Shakspeare might borrow it : " Alex . you resemble the lapwing , who crieth most where her nest is not , and so , to lead me from espying your love for Campaspe , you cry Timoclea . " GREY ...
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Side 486 - tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
Side 265 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs...
Side 64 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Side 202 - I'll lend you all my life to do you service. Duke. Against all sense you do importune her: Should she kneel down in mercy of this fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror.
Side 61 - tis too late. Lucio. You are too cold. [To Isabella. Isab. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, May call it back again: Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Side 260 - And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine.
Side 378 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Side 104 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Side 462 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul, — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause.
Side 475 - Ay, with Cassio. Nay had she been true, If heaven would make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'd not have sold her for it.