The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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Strana 14
... shall be paid her than fhe'll demand . Stew . Madam , I was very late more near her than ' I think the wifh'd me ; alone she was , and did commu- nicate to herself her own words to her own ears ; fhe thought , I dare vow for her , they ...
... shall be paid her than fhe'll demand . Stew . Madam , I was very late more near her than ' I think the wifh'd me ; alone she was , and did commu- nicate to herself her own words to her own ears ; fhe thought , I dare vow for her , they ...
Strana 17
... shall be . I know I love in vain , ftrive against hope ; Yet , in this captious and intenible fieve , I ftill pour in the waters of my love , And lack not to lofe ftill : thus , Indian - like , Religious in mine error , I adore The fun ...
... shall be . I know I love in vain , ftrive against hope ; Yet , in this captious and intenible fieve , I ftill pour in the waters of my love , And lack not to lofe ftill : thus , Indian - like , Religious in mine error , I adore The fun ...
Strana 18
... Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckiest stars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his Grace's cure , By fuch a day and hour . Count . Doft thou ...
... Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckiest stars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his Grace's cure , By fuch a day and hour . Count . Doft thou ...
Strana 19
... Shall I ftay here the forehorfe to a fmock , * The ancient geographers have divided Italy into the Higher and the Lower , the Appennine hills being a kind of natural line of parti tion . The fide next the Adriatic was denominated the ...
... Shall I ftay here the forehorfe to a fmock , * The ancient geographers have divided Italy into the Higher and the Lower , the Appennine hills being a kind of natural line of parti tion . The fide next the Adriatic was denominated the ...
Strana 22
... shall pay me for my pains ; I will no more inforce mine office on you ; Humbly intreating from your royal thoughts A modeft one to bear me back again . King , I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'it to help me ...
... shall pay me for my pains ; I will no more inforce mine office on you ; Humbly intreating from your royal thoughts A modeft one to bear me back again . King , I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'it to help me ...
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Strana 116 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Strana 336 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Strana 330 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Strana 82 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Strana 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together...