Select Plays of William Shakespeare: In Six Volumes. With the Corrections & Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added, Notes, Том 5proprietors, 1820 |
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... hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows ; an assinego A cob - loaf , says Minsheu , in his Dictionary , 1617 , is " a bunne . It is a little loaf made with a round head , such as cob - irons which support the fire . G. Bignet , a ...
... hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows ; an assinego A cob - loaf , says Minsheu , in his Dictionary , 1617 , is " a bunne . It is a little loaf made with a round head , such as cob - irons which support the fire . G. Bignet , a ...
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... hast thou not served thyself in to my table so many meals ? Come ; what ' s Aga- memnon ? Ther . Thy commander , Achilles ; -Then tell me , Patroclus , what's Achilles ? Patr . Thy lord , Thersites ; Then tell me , I pray thee , what's ...
... hast thou not served thyself in to my table so many meals ? Come ; what ' s Aga- memnon ? Ther . Thy commander , Achilles ; -Then tell me , Patroclus , what's Achilles ? Patr . Thy lord , Thersites ; Then tell me , I pray thee , what's ...
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... hast sucked . " Steevens . 4 - beyond all erudition : ] Thus the folio . The quartos , er- roneously : beyond all thy erudition . Steevens . 5 Bull - bearing Milo his addition yield— ] i . e . yield bis titles , his celebrity for ...
... hast sucked . " Steevens . 4 - beyond all erudition : ] Thus the folio . The quartos , er- roneously : beyond all thy erudition . Steevens . 5 Bull - bearing Milo his addition yield— ] i . e . yield bis titles , his celebrity for ...
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... hast not seen the lady Cressida . I come to speak with Paris from the prince Troilus : I will make a complimental assault up- on him , for my business seeths . Serv . Sodden business ! there's a stewed phrase , 3 * indeed ! Enter PARIS ...
... hast not seen the lady Cressida . I come to speak with Paris from the prince Troilus : I will make a complimental assault up- on him , for my business seeths . Serv . Sodden business ! there's a stewed phrase , 3 * indeed ! Enter PARIS ...
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... hast a fine forehead.2 " Par . Where sups he to - night ? " Helen Nay , but my lord , - " Pan . What says my sweet queen ? " Par . My cousin will fall out with you . " Pan . You must not know where he sups . [ To Helen .. [ To Paris ...
... hast a fine forehead.2 " Par . Where sups he to - night ? " Helen Nay , but my lord , - " Pan . What says my sweet queen ? " Par . My cousin will fall out with you . " Pan . You must not know where he sups . [ To Helen .. [ To Paris ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon agayne Ajax ancient Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Ben Jonson blood breath brest Calchas called Capulet Cres Cressida dead dear death Diomed dost doth edition Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio fool frend Friar fryer give Grecian greefe Greeks hand hart hath heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour Johnson Juliet King Henry kiss lady lord lovers lyfe Malone Mason means Menelaus Mercutio Montague mynde Nestor night nurce Nurse old copies Pandarus Paris passage Patr Patroclus play poet Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece reading Romeo Romeus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorow speak speech Steevens sweet sword tears tell thee Ther Thersites theyr thing thou art thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy true Tybalt Ulyss unto Warburton word
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Сторінка 42 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Сторінка 119 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was: For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Сторінка 326 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Сторінка 263 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Сторінка 207 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Сторінка 263 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
Сторінка 40 - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
Сторінка 310 - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Сторінка 269 - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say 'It lightens.
Сторінка 268 - Thou mayst prove false: at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo ! If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; And therefore thou mayst think my 'haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.