The beauties of Shakespeare, selected from his plays and poems |
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... Youth fome of the fublimeft and most important leffons of Morality and Religion . As fuch , it is offered to the attention of inftructors of both fexes ; as fuch , the Compiler does not hesitate to fay , no perfon , into whofe hands it ...
... Youth fome of the fublimeft and most important leffons of Morality and Religion . As fuch , it is offered to the attention of inftructors of both fexes ; as fuch , the Compiler does not hesitate to fay , no perfon , into whofe hands it ...
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... youth and agility . But , though his fuccefs as a player was but inconfider- able , it was fufficiently made up to him as an author . He had the honour to meet with many great and un- common marks of favour and friendship from the Earl ...
... youth and agility . But , though his fuccefs as a player was but inconfider- able , it was fufficiently made up to him as an author . He had the honour to meet with many great and un- common marks of favour and friendship from the Earl ...
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... youth , that he cannot endure in his age - fhall quips and fentences , and thefe paper bullets of the brain , awe a man from the career of his humour ? No : the world must be peopled . When I faid I would die a batchelor , I did not ...
... youth , that he cannot endure in his age - fhall quips and fentences , and thefe paper bullets of the brain , awe a man from the career of his humour ? No : the world must be peopled . When I faid I would die a batchelor , I did not ...
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... youth , That which I owe is loft ; but if you please To fhoot another arrow that fame way Which you did fhoot the first , I do not doubt , A's As I will watch the aim , or to find 16 The Beauties of Shakspeare . Which hatch'd would in ...
... youth , That which I owe is loft ; but if you please To fhoot another arrow that fame way Which you did fhoot the first , I do not doubt , A's As I will watch the aim , or to find 16 The Beauties of Shakspeare . Which hatch'd would in ...
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... youth He had the wit which I can well obferve To - day in our young lords ; but they may jeft , Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , nor contempt or bitterness ...
... youth He had the wit which I can well obferve To - day in our young lords ; but they may jeft , Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , nor contempt or bitterness ...
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Страница 282 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Страница 282 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Страница 149 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Страница 137 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Страница 199 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Страница 82 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Страница 54 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba ! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Страница 67 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Страница 89 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Страница 281 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.