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 46
... fear me . Enter Helena , difguis'd like a pilgrim . Wid . I hope fo - Look , here comes a pilgrim ; I know she will lie at my houfe ; thither they send one another ; I'll queftion her : God fave you , pilgrim ! whither are you bound ...
... fear me . Enter Helena , difguis'd like a pilgrim . Wid . I hope fo - Look , here comes a pilgrim ; I know she will lie at my houfe ; thither they send one another ; I'll queftion her : God fave you , pilgrim ! whither are you bound ...
Strana 49
... fear , offer to betray you , and deliver all the intel- ligence in his power against you , and that with the di- vine forfeit of his foul upon oath , never truft my judg ment in any thing . 2 Lord . O , for the love of laughter , let ...
... fear , offer to betray you , and deliver all the intel- ligence in his power against you , and that with the di- vine forfeit of his foul upon oath , never truft my judg ment in any thing . 2 Lord . O , for the love of laughter , let ...
Strana 54
... fear of Mars before it , and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of . [ Afide . Par . What the devil fhould move me to undertake the recovery of ...
... fear of Mars before it , and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of . [ Afide . Par . What the devil fhould move me to undertake the recovery of ...
Strana 66
... fear this ; for it will come to pafs , That every braggart fhall be found an ass . Ruft , fword ! cool , blushes ! and , Parolles , live Safeft in fhame ! being fool'd , by fool'ry thrive ; There's place and means for ev'ry man alive ...
... fear this ; for it will come to pafs , That every braggart fhall be found an ass . Ruft , fword ! cool , blushes ! and , Parolles , live Safeft in fhame ! being fool'd , by fool'ry thrive ; There's place and means for ev'ry man alive ...
Strana 76
... fears of little vanity , Having vainly fear'd too little . Away with him , We'll fift this matter further . Ber . If you fhall prove This ring was ever her's , you fhall as easy Prove that I hufbanded her bed in Florence , Where yet she ...
... fears of little vanity , Having vainly fear'd too little . Away with him , We'll fift this matter further . Ber . If you fhall prove This ring was ever her's , you fhall as easy Prove that I hufbanded her bed in Florence , Where yet she ...
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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 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 59 - 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 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 241 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Strana 84 - 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.