A Concordance to Shakespeare: Suited to All the Editions, in which the Distinguished and Parallel Passages in the Plays of that Justly Admired Writer are Methodically Arranged. To which are Added, Three Hundred Notes and Illustrations, Entirely NewG.G.J. and J. Robinson, 1787 - Всего страниц: 470 |
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... virtue , hypocrite ; takes off the rofe From the fair forehead of an innocent love , And fets a blifter there ; makes marriage vows As falfe as dicers ' oaths . Hamlet , A. 3 , S. 4 , Her actions fhall be holy , as , You hear , my fpell ...
... virtue , hypocrite ; takes off the rofe From the fair forehead of an innocent love , And fets a blifter there ; makes marriage vows As falfe as dicers ' oaths . Hamlet , A. 3 , S. 4 , Her actions fhall be holy , as , You hear , my fpell ...
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... virtues or deeds in arms . bis After all , however , " a paper epitaph " may be right . But paper epitaph muft not be interpreted literally : it means not an epitaph written on paper to be placed on a tomb - but an hiftory , the memoirs ...
... virtues or deeds in arms . bis After all , however , " a paper epitaph " may be right . But paper epitaph muft not be interpreted literally : it means not an epitaph written on paper to be placed on a tomb - but an hiftory , the memoirs ...
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... Virtue is choak'd with foul ambition , And charity chas'd hence by rancour's hand ; Foul fubornation is predominant , And equity exil'd your highness ' land . Henry VI . P. 2. A. 3 , S. 1 . Fare thee well , great heart ! Ill weay'd ...
... Virtue is choak'd with foul ambition , And charity chas'd hence by rancour's hand ; Foul fubornation is predominant , And equity exil'd your highness ' land . Henry VI . P. 2. A. 3 , S. 1 . Fare thee well , great heart ! Ill weay'd ...
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... virtue , that doth make them most admir'd ; The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at . Henry VI . P. 3 , A. 1 , S. 4. ̧ She will not stay the fiege of loving terms , Nor bide the encounter of affailing eyes , Nor ope her lap to faint ...
... virtue , that doth make them most admir'd ; The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at . Henry VI . P. 3 , A. 1 , S. 4. ̧ She will not stay the fiege of loving terms , Nor bide the encounter of affailing eyes , Nor ope her lap to faint ...
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... virtue ? Much ado about nothing , A. 4 , S. I. Wisdom and blood combating in fo tender a body , we have ten proofs to one , that blood hath the vic- Much ado about nothing , A. 2 , S. 3 . tory . Why , how now , gentlemen ? What fee you ...
... virtue ? Much ado about nothing , A. 4 , S. I. Wisdom and blood combating in fo tender a body , we have ten proofs to one , that blood hath the vic- Much ado about nothing , A. 2 , S. 3 . tory . Why , how now , gentlemen ? What fee you ...
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Стр. 343 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Стр. 12 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Стр. 67 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Стр. 162 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Стр. 298 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ. Yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
Стр. 14 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Стр. 139 - 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.
Стр. 61 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Стр. 463 - His nature is too noble for the world : He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder. His heart's his mouth : What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent ; And, being angry, does forget that ever He heard the name of death.
Стр. 94 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.