The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 17C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... tell ? - Tit . Patience , prince Saturnine . ? 4 That hath aspir'd to Solon's happiness , ] The maxim of Solon here alluded to is , that no man can be pronounced to be happy before his death : 5 66 66 ultima semper Expectanda dies ...
... tell ? - Tit . Patience , prince Saturnine . ? 4 That hath aspir'd to Solon's happiness , ] The maxim of Solon here alluded to is , that no man can be pronounced to be happy before his death : 5 66 66 ultima semper Expectanda dies ...
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... Tell me , Andronicus , doth this motion please thee ? Tit . It doth , my worthy lord ; and , in this match , I hold me highly honour'd of your grace : And here , in sight of Rome , to Saturnine , — King and commander of our common ...
... Tell me , Andronicus , doth this motion please thee ? Tit . It doth , my worthy lord ; and , in this match , I hold me highly honour'd of your grace : And here , in sight of Rome , to Saturnine , — King and commander of our common ...
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... tell : Is she not then , beholden to the man That brought her for this high good turn so far ? Yes , and will nobly him remunerate.3 1 The Greeks , upon advice , did bury Ajax That slew himself ; and wise Laertes ' son Did graciously ...
... tell : Is she not then , beholden to the man That brought her for this high good turn so far ? Yes , and will nobly him remunerate.3 1 The Greeks , upon advice , did bury Ajax That slew himself ; and wise Laertes ' son Did graciously ...
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... tell you , lords , you do but plot your deaths By this device . Chi . Aaron , a thousand deaths Would I propose , to achieve her whom I love . Aar . To achieve her ! -How ? Dem . Why mak'st thou it so strange ? She is a woman ...
... tell you , lords , you do but plot your deaths By this device . Chi . Aaron , a thousand deaths Would I propose , to achieve her whom I love . Aar . To achieve her ! -How ? Dem . Why mak'st thou it so strange ? She is a woman ...
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... tell : O , keep me from their worse than killing lust , And tumble me into some loathsome pit ; Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this , and be a charitable murderer . Tam . So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee : No ...
... tell : O , keep me from their worse than killing lust , And tumble me into some loathsome pit ; Where never man's eye may behold my body : Do this , and be a charitable murderer . Tam . So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee : No ...
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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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Страница 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...
Страница 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?
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.