The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Volume 5 |
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... eyes , That what he fear'd is chanced . Yet speak , Morton ; Tell thou thy earl , his divination lies ; And I will ... eye : 7 — a witness'd usurpation . ] i.e. an attestation of its ravage . 8 Your spirit- ] The impression upon your ...
... eyes , That what he fear'd is chanced . Yet speak , Morton ; Tell thou thy earl , his divination lies ; And I will ... eye : 7 — a witness'd usurpation . ] i.e. an attestation of its ravage . 8 Your spirit- ] The impression upon your ...
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... eyes saw him in bloody state , Rend'ring faint quittance ' , wearied and out - breath'd , To Harry Monmouth ; whose swift wrath beat down The never - daunted Percy to the earth , From whence with life he never more sprung up . In few ...
... eyes saw him in bloody state , Rend'ring faint quittance ' , wearied and out - breath'd , To Harry Monmouth ; whose swift wrath beat down The never - daunted Percy to the earth , From whence with life he never more sprung up . In few ...
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... eyes , as well as privation of light . Yet we may remark , that by an ancient opinion it has been held , that if the human race , for whom the world was made , were extirpated , the whole system of sublunary nature would cease . JOHNSON ...
... eyes , as well as privation of light . Yet we may remark , that by an ancient opinion it has been held , that if the human race , for whom the world was made , were extirpated , the whole system of sublunary nature would cease . JOHNSON ...
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... eye ? a dry hand ? a yellow cheek ? a white beard ? a decreasing leg ? an increasing belly ? Is not your voice broken ? your wind short ? your chin double ? your wit single ? 1 and every part about you blasted with antiquity ?? and will ...
... eye ? a dry hand ? a yellow cheek ? a white beard ? a decreasing leg ? an increasing belly ? Is not your voice broken ? your wind short ? your chin double ? your wit single ? 1 and every part about you blasted with antiquity ?? and will ...
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... eyes ; and , methought , he had made two holes in the ale - wife's new petticoat , and peeped through . P. Hen . Hath not the boy profited ? Bard . Away , you whoreson upright rabbit , away ! Page . Away , you rascally Althea's dream ...
... eyes ; and , methought , he had made two holes in the ale - wife's new petticoat , and peeped through . P. Hen . Hath not the boy profited ? Bard . Away , you whoreson upright rabbit , away ! Page . Away , you rascally Althea's dream ...
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Page 208 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Page 167 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 522 - That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns ; Seeking a way, and straying from the way ; Not knowing how to find the open air, But toiling desperately to find it out, — Torment myself to catch the English crown. And from that torment I will free myself, Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. "Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile ; And cry, content...
Page 208 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er...
Page 119 - Falstaff, how shall I describe thee ? thou compound of sense and vice ; of sense which may be admired, but not esteemed ; of" vice which may be despised, but hardly detested. Falstaff is a character loaded with faults, and with those faults which naturally produce contempt. He is a thief and a glutton, a coward and a boaster, always ready to cheat the weak, and prey upon the poor ; to terrify the timorous, and insult the defenceless. At once obsequious and malignant, he satirizes in their absence...
Page 504 - To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate ; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools...
Page 15 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Page 54 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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?
Page 505 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? * O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. * And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, * His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, * His wonted sleep .under a fresh tree's shade, * All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, * Is far beyond a prince's delicates, * His viands sparkling in a golden cup, * His body couched in a curious bed, * When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.