Remarks, Critical, Conjectural, and Explanatory, Upon the Plays of Shakspeare: Resulting from a Collation of the Early Copies, with that of Johnson and Steevens, Ed. by Isaac Reed, Esq., Together with Some Valuable Extracts from the Mss. of the Late Right Honourable John, Lord Chedworth, Випуск 2J. Wright, 1805 |
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... words have been lost here : Cassius , I suppose , replied , 365 . 66 Nay , it is , " Therefore , " & c . Be not jealous of me . ' i , e . Be not suspicious . " 99 265. " Set honour in one eye , and death B 2 JULIUS CAESAR . 3.
... words have been lost here : Cassius , I suppose , replied , 365 . 66 Nay , it is , " Therefore , " & c . Be not jealous of me . ' i , e . Be not suspicious . " 99 265. " Set honour in one eye , and death B 2 JULIUS CAESAR . 3.
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... honour in one eye , and death i the other , “ And I will look on both indifferently . " " In the eye , " for in my view . I cannot think that Dr. Johnson has accurately explained this passage the meaning of " indifferently " is not , I ...
... honour in one eye , and death i the other , “ And I will look on both indifferently . " " In the eye , " for in my view . I cannot think that Dr. Johnson has accurately explained this passage the meaning of " indifferently " is not , I ...
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... honour and danger . ) I rather think this is the meaning : -The imagina- tion , the purpose , or device , and the means of ef- fecting it , are then in consultation with each other : " a dreadful thing , " though put thus , ge- nerally ...
... honour and danger . ) I rather think this is the meaning : -The imagina- tion , the purpose , or device , and the means of ef- fecting it , are then in consultation with each other : " a dreadful thing , " though put thus , ge- nerally ...
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... honour , every drop of blood contributes to cause or generate in a Roman breast a new base and illegitimate spirit . 302. " And let our hearts , as subtle masters do , " Stir up their servants to an act of rage , " And after seem to ...
... honour , every drop of blood contributes to cause or generate in a Roman breast a new base and illegitimate spirit . 302. " And let our hearts , as subtle masters do , " Stir up their servants to an act of rage , " And after seem to ...
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... honours , would construe every one of them into a triumph . " This interpretation , indeed , would seem to require " for , " instead of " with ; " but the prepositions were commonly confounded.- I perceive that Mr. Steevens is ...
... honours , would construe every one of them into a triumph . " This interpretation , indeed , would seem to require " for , " instead of " with ; " but the prepositions were commonly confounded.- I perceive that Mr. Steevens is ...
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Antony Apemantus appears believe beseech better Brutus CAPEL LOFFT Cassio Coriolanus correction corruption Cymbeline death Desd Desdemona disorder do't dost doth ejected ellipsis emendation Emil expression eyes fair false fear folio give Hamlet hast hath hear heart heaven hemistic Henry honour hypermeter Iago Iago's interpolation Johnson Juliet Julius Cæsar Kent king King Lear knave lady Lear LORD CHEDWORTH lost Macbeth madam Malone Mark Antony meaning measure Merchant of Venice metre mistress nature ne'er never occurs omitted Othello passage perhaps play poet Posthumus pray PRINCE OF TYRE propose quarto reads queen regulate remark Romeo says SCENE SCENE III seems sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's shew speak speech stand Steevens Steevens's strange STRUTT suppose swear syllable thee thing thou thought Timon tion true verb verse villain wanting Warburton's words
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Сторінка 278 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Сторінка 292 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman...
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