The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 12R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... ftand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood ; list , lift , oh lift ! If thou didst ever thy dear father love --------- Ham . Oh Heaven ! Ghoft . Revenge his foul ...
... ftand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood ; list , lift , oh lift ! If thou didst ever thy dear father love --------- Ham . Oh Heaven ! Ghoft . Revenge his foul ...
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... ftand aloof , and will no reconcilement , ' Till by fome elder masters of known honour I have a voice , and precedent of peace , To keep my name ungored . But till that time , I do receive your offered love like love , And will not ...
... ftand aloof , and will no reconcilement , ' Till by fome elder masters of known honour I have a voice , and precedent of peace , To keep my name ungored . But till that time , I do receive your offered love like love , And will not ...
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... ftand the putting on . ] A triffing infignificant fellow may , in fome respects , very well be called trash ; but what confonance of metaphor is there betwist . For his quick hunting , stand the putting on , T3 MOOR OF VENICE . 22 1 fio ...
... ftand the putting on . ] A triffing infignificant fellow may , in fome respects , very well be called trash ; but what confonance of metaphor is there betwist . For his quick hunting , stand the putting on , T3 MOOR OF VENICE . 22 1 fio ...
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Page 21 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules : within a month ; Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Page 85 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 84 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 27 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.
Page 32 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners; that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect...
Page 163 - Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Hamlet : If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Who does it then ? His madness : If t be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Page 125 - ... and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That for a fantasy and trick of fame Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain ? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth ! \Exit.
Page 312 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Page 72 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Page 150 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough and likelihood to lead it : as thus : Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam ; and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...