The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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... lord Gonzalo , ( 37 ) Pray , & c . ] His -Thou found and firm - fet earth , Hear not my steps , which way they walk , for fear The very ftones prate of my where - about . Macbeth , A & t 2. Sc . 2. See the whole paffage . His tears run ...
... lord Gonzalo , ( 37 ) Pray , & c . ] His -Thou found and firm - fet earth , Hear not my steps , which way they walk , for fear The very ftones prate of my where - about . Macbeth , A & t 2. Sc . 2. See the whole paffage . His tears run ...
Strana 65
... lord and mafter loves you ! O , fuch love Could be but recompens'd , though you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty . Character of a noble Gentleman . Yet I fuppofe him virtuous , know him noble , Of great estate , of fresh and ...
... lord and mafter loves you ! O , fuch love Could be but recompens'd , though you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty . Character of a noble Gentleman . Yet I fuppofe him virtuous , know him noble , Of great estate , of fresh and ...
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... text . To which , after the fine fpeech She never told her love , & c . Viola adds , Was not this love indeed ?? We men may fay more , fwear more ; but , indeed , Our Vio . I think it well , my lord . 68 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
... text . To which , after the fine fpeech She never told her love , & c . Viola adds , Was not this love indeed ?? We men may fay more , fwear more ; but , indeed , Our Vio . I think it well , my lord . 68 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
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William Shakespeare. Vio . I think it well , my lord . Duke . Then let thy love be younger than thyself , Or thy affection cannot hold the bent : For women are as rofes ; whofe fair flower ! Being once difplay'd , doth fall that very ...
William Shakespeare. Vio . I think it well , my lord . Duke . Then let thy love be younger than thyself , Or thy affection cannot hold the bent : For women are as rofes ; whofe fair flower ! Being once difplay'd , doth fall that very ...
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... lord : ( 17 ) She never told her love ; But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek ; fhe pin'd in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She fat like patience on a monument , Smiling at grief ...
... lord : ( 17 ) She never told her love ; But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek ; fhe pin'd in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She fat like patience on a monument , Smiling at grief ...
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Strana 212 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Strana 205 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Strana 217 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Strana 209 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Strana 233 - No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Strana 72 - 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 60 - 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 226 - That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have/ He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Strana 36 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Strana 236 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it, when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged! Help, angels! make assay; Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All may be well.