The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Том 7H. Durell, 1818 |
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... thing and does another : but nature that puts together things of a dissimilar kind , as a brave soul and a deformed body . WARBURTON . That dogs bark at me , as I halt by LIFE AND DEATH ...
... thing and does another : but nature that puts together things of a dissimilar kind , as a brave soul and a deformed body . WARBURTON . That dogs bark at me , as I halt by LIFE AND DEATH ...
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... thing we say : We speak no treason , man ; -We say , the king Is wise , and virtuous ; and his noble queen Well struck in years ; fair , and not jealous : - We say , that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot , A cherry lip , A bonny eye , a ...
... thing we say : We speak no treason , man ; -We say , the king Is wise , and virtuous ; and his noble queen Well struck in years ; fair , and not jealous : - We say , that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot , A cherry lip , A bonny eye , a ...
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... thing that lives ! If ever he have child , abortive be it , Prodigious , and untimely brought to light , • Whose ugly and unnatural aspect May fright the hopeful mother at the view ; And that be heir to his unhappiness !? If ever he ...
... thing that lives ! If ever he have child , abortive be it , Prodigious , and untimely brought to light , • Whose ugly and unnatural aspect May fright the hopeful mother at the view ; And that be heir to his unhappiness !? If ever he ...
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... thing ? 1 Mur . We are , my lord ; and come to have the warrant , That we may be admitted where he is . Glo . Well thought upon , I have it here about me : [ Gives the warrant . When you have done , repair to Crosby - place . But , sirs ...
... thing ? 1 Mur . We are , my lord ; and come to have the warrant , That we may be admitted where he is . Glo . Well thought upon , I have it here about me : [ Gives the warrant . When you have done , repair to Crosby - place . But , sirs ...
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... things , — That now give evidence against my soul , - By seeming to gaze upon it ; or , as we now say , ogle it . JOHNSON . Lee has transplanted this image into his Mithridates , Act IV . se . i . " I slept ; but oh , a dream so full of ...
... things , — That now give evidence against my soul , - By seeming to gaze upon it ; or , as we now say , ogle it . JOHNSON . Lee has transplanted this image into his Mithridates , Act IV . se . i . " I slept ; but oh , a dream so full of ...
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Anne Antium Aufidius bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham Caius Marcius cardinal Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli Crom curse death Dorset doth Duch duke duke of Buckingham Duke of NORFOLK Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz enemies Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell fear friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hate hath hear heart heaven holy honour i'the JOHNSON Kath king's lady Lart LARTIUS live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings LOVELL madam MALONE Marcius Menenius mother never noble NORFOLK o'the peace poor Pr'ythee pray prince queen Rich Richmond Rome royal SCENE senate Sir Thomas Sir THOMAS LOVELL soul speak Stan stand Stanley STEEVENS sword tell thee thou hast tongue Tower tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARBURTON wife Wolsey word York
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Сторінка 169 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Сторінка 169 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him: The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Сторінка 177 - This cardinal, Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly Was fashion'd to much honour. From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Сторінка 177 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Сторінка 11 - Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute...
Сторінка 154 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Сторінка 32 - That, as I am a christian faithful man, ' • I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days ; So full of dismal terror was the time.
Сторінка 171 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not...
Сторінка 32 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Сторінка 102 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.