The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Volume 4 |
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... thee , And mark my Greeting well ; for what I speak , My body shall make good upon this earth , Or my divine foul answer it in heav'n . Thou art a traitor and a mifcreant ; Too Too good to be fo , and too bad to 4 KING RICHARD II .
... thee , And mark my Greeting well ; for what I speak , My body shall make good upon this earth , Or my divine foul answer it in heav'n . Thou art a traitor and a mifcreant ; Too Too good to be fo , and too bad to 4 KING RICHARD II .
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... foul Traytor's Name ftuff I thy throat ; And wish , so please my Sov'reign , ere I move , What my Tongue fpeaks , my Right - drawn Sword may prove . Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal ; ' Tis not the tryal of a woman's war ...
... foul Traytor's Name ftuff I thy throat ; And wish , so please my Sov'reign , ere I move , What my Tongue fpeaks , my Right - drawn Sword may prove . Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal ; ' Tis not the tryal of a woman's war ...
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... foul through streams of blood ; Which blood , like facrificing Abel's , cries Even from the tonguelefs caverns of the earth , To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious Worth of my Defcent , This arm fhall do it ...
... foul through streams of blood ; Which blood , like facrificing Abel's , cries Even from the tonguelefs caverns of the earth , To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious Worth of my Defcent , This arm fhall do it ...
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... foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our Kingdom's heir , As he is but our father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow , Such neighbour - nearness to our ...
... foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our Kingdom's heir , As he is but our father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow , Such neighbour - nearness to our ...
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... fair Name , & c . ] That is , My name that lives on my grave in delight of death . This eafy paf- fage moft of the Editors feem to have mistaken . Pierc'd Pierc'd to the foul with flander's venom'd fpear : The 8 KING RICHARD II .
... fair Name , & c . ] That is , My name that lives on my grave in delight of death . This eafy paf- fage moft of the Editors feem to have mistaken . Pierc'd Pierc'd to the foul with flander's venom'd fpear : The 8 KING RICHARD II .
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Page 134 - By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Page 125 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Page 215 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Page 290 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Page 447 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Page 405 - Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Page 288 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 58 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit. As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Page 320 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Page 99 - Ha, ha! keep time. How sour sweet music is When time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives.