The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Svazek 3A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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Strana 34
... I'll to the Tufcan wars , and never bed her . Par . France is a dog - hole , and it no more merits the tread of a man's foot : to th ' wars . * Ber . There's letters from my mother ; what the im- port is , I know not yet . Par . Ay ...
... I'll to the Tufcan wars , and never bed her . Par . France is a dog - hole , and it no more merits the tread of a man's foot : to th ' wars . * Ber . There's letters from my mother ; what the im- port is , I know not yet . Par . Ay ...
Strana 43
... I'll steal away . Exit . SCENE V. Changes to the Duke's court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . The General of our Horfe thou art , and we , Great in our ...
... I'll steal away . Exit . SCENE V. Changes to the Duke's court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . The General of our Horfe thou art , and we , Great in our ...
Strana 46
... I'll question her : God fave you , pilgrim ! whither are you bound ? Hel . To St. Jaques le Grand . Where do the pal- mers lodge , I do beseech you ? Wid . At the St. Francis , befide the port . Hel . Is this the way ? A march afar off ...
... I'll question her : God fave you , pilgrim ! whither are you bound ? Hel . To St. Jaques le Grand . Where do the pal- mers lodge , I do beseech you ? Wid . At the St. Francis , befide the port . Hel . Is this the way ? A march afar off ...
Strana 51
... I'll leave you . [ Exit ! Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of . 1 Lord . But you fay fhe's honest . Ber . That's all the fault : I spoke with her but once , And found her wondrous cold ; but I fent ...
... I'll leave you . [ Exit ! Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of . 1 Lord . But you fay fhe's honest . Ber . That's all the fault : I spoke with her but once , And found her wondrous cold ; but I fent ...
Strana 52
... I'll add three thousand crowns To what is past already .. Wid . I have yielded . Inftruct my daughter how the fhall perfevere , That time and place , with this deceit fo lawful , May prove coherent . Every night he comes With mufic of ...
... I'll add three thousand crowns To what is past already .. Wid . I have yielded . Inftruct my daughter how the fhall perfevere , That time and place , with this deceit fo lawful , May prove coherent . Every night he comes With mufic of ...
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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 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 252 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 362 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strana 64 - I'll be no more; But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live.
Strana 116 - I might say, element ; but the word is over-worn. [Exit, Via. This fellow's 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 108 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek.