The works of William Shakespeare, the text formed from an entirely new collation of the old editions, with notes [&c.] by J.P. Collier. [With] Notes and emendations to the text of Shakespeare's plays, Bind 6 |
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Side 16
... Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude sounds ! Fools on both sides ! Helen must needs be fair , When with your blood you daily paint her thus . I cannot fight upon this argument ; It is too starv'd a subject for my sword . But ...
... Peace , you ungracious clamours ! peace , rude sounds ! Fools on both sides ! Helen must needs be fair , When with your blood you daily paint her thus . I cannot fight upon this argument ; It is too starv'd a subject for my sword . But ...
Side 24
... Peace ! for shame ; peace ! Pan . Mark him ; note him . - O brave Troilus ! - look well upon him , niece ; look you how his sword is bloodied , and his helm more hack'd than Hector's ; 24 [ ACT I. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
... Peace ! for shame ; peace ! Pan . Mark him ; note him . - O brave Troilus ! - look well upon him , niece ; look you how his sword is bloodied , and his helm more hack'd than Hector's ; 24 [ ACT I. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
Side 31
... Peaceful commerce from dividable shores , The primogenitive and due of birth , Prerogative of age , crowns , sceptres , laurels , But by degree , stand in authentic place ? Take but degree away , untune that string , And , hark , what ...
... Peaceful commerce from dividable shores , The primogenitive and due of birth , Prerogative of age , crowns , sceptres , laurels , But by degree , stand in authentic place ? Take but degree away , untune that string , And , hark , what ...
Side 35
... peace ; But when they would seem soldiers , they have galls , Good arms , strong joints , true swords ; and , Jove's accord3 , Nothing so full of heart . But peace , Æneas ! Peace , Trojan ! lay thy finger on thy lips . The worthiness ...
... peace ; But when they would seem soldiers , they have galls , Good arms , strong joints , true swords ; and , Jove's accord3 , Nothing so full of heart . But peace , Æneas ! Peace , Trojan ! lay thy finger on thy lips . The worthiness ...
Side 43
... Peace , fool ! Ther . I would have peace and quietness , but the fool will not he there ; that he , look you there . Ajax . O , thou damned cur ! I shall- Achil . Will you set your wit to a fool's ? Ther . No , I warrant you ; for a ...
... Peace , fool ! Ther . I would have peace and quietness , but the fool will not he there ; that he , look you there . Ajax . O , thou damned cur ! I shall- Achil . Will you set your wit to a fool's ? Ther . No , I warrant you ; for a ...
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Side 439 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Side 411 - But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Side 31 - What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Side 395 - On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream ; •Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweet-meats tainted are. Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, And then dreams he of smelling out a suit: And sometimes comes she with a tithe-pig's tail, Tickling a parson's nose as 'a...
Side 407 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Side 30 - The heavens themselves, the planets and this centre, Observe degree, priority and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office and custom, in all line of order...
Side 560 - Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench; this is it That makes the wappen'd widow wed again; She, whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices To the April day again.
Side 80 - O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gauds, Though they are made and moulded of things past, And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. The present eye praises the present object...
Side 406 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks ? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Side 81 - Plutus' gold ; Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps ; Keeps place with thought, and almost, like the gods, Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. There is a mystery (with whom relation § Durst never meddle) in the soul of state ; Which hath an operation more divine, Than breath, or pen, can give expressure to...