The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... fweet flowers ; * Which bewept to the grave did go , With true - love showers . KING . How do you , pretty lady ? OPH . Well , God'ield you ! They say , the owl was a baker's daughter . Lord , we know what we * Larded all with sweet ...
... fweet flowers ; * Which bewept to the grave did go , With true - love showers . KING . How do you , pretty lady ? OPH . Well , God'ield you ! They say , the owl was a baker's daughter . Lord , we know what we * Larded all with sweet ...
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... present in my fight . " The poem in which these lines are found , is entitled A Nofegaie alwaies fweet for Lovers to fend for Tokens of love , & C . MALONE . LAER . A document in madness ; thoughts and remembrance T2 PRINCE OF DENMARK .
... present in my fight . " The poem in which these lines are found , is entitled A Nofegaie alwaies fweet for Lovers to fend for Tokens of love , & C . MALONE . LAER . A document in madness ; thoughts and remembrance T2 PRINCE OF DENMARK .
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... fweet lord ! How doft thou , good lord ? This might be my lord such - a - one , that prais'd my lord fuch - a - one's horse , when he meant to beg it ; * might it not ? Hor . Ay , my lord . HAM . Why , e'en so : and now my lady Worm's ...
... fweet lord ! How doft thou , good lord ? This might be my lord such - a - one , that prais'd my lord fuch - a - one's horse , when he meant to beg it ; * might it not ? Hor . Ay , my lord . HAM . Why , e'en so : and now my lady Worm's ...
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... fweet prince ; And flights of angels fing thee to thy rest ! * 8 the occurrents , ] i . e . incidents . The word is now dif- used . So , in The Hog hath lost his Pearl , 1614 : " Such strange occurrents of my fore - paft life . " Again ...
... fweet prince ; And flights of angels fing thee to thy rest ! * 8 the occurrents , ] i . e . incidents . The word is now dif- used . So , in The Hog hath lost his Pearl , 1614 : " Such strange occurrents of my fore - paft life . " Again ...
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... fweet , I prattle out of fashion , and I dote In mine own comforts . I pr'ythee , good Iago , Go to the bay , and disembark my coffers : Bring thou the master to the citadel ; modern editors , following Mr. Pope , have substituted - let ...
... fweet , I prattle out of fashion , and I dote In mine own comforts . I pr'ythee , good Iago , Go to the bay , and disembark my coffers : Bring thou the master to the citadel ; modern editors , following Mr. Pope , have substituted - let ...
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Page 199 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think, I am easier to be played on than a pipe...
Page 32 - ... 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 45 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Page 74 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
Page 44 - Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. 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-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
Page 29 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Page 201 - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Page 163 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Page 531 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 207 - I'll look up;] My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder'?