The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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... nature , letting it there ftand ' Till fhe had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation is Honeft and fair , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid ...
... nature , letting it there ftand ' Till fhe had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation is Honeft and fair , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid ...
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... Nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying Grave , that is her womb ; And from her womb children of divers kind We fucking on her natural bofom find : Many for many virtues excellent , None but for fome , and yet all different ...
... Nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying Grave , that is her womb ; And from her womb children of divers kind We fucking on her natural bofom find : Many for many virtues excellent , None but for fome , and yet all different ...
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... nature ; for this driveling love is like a great Natural , that runs loll- ing up and down to hide his bauble in a hole . Ben . Stop there , ftop there . Mer . Thou defireft me to ftop in my tale , against the hair . Ben . Thou wouldst ...
... nature ; for this driveling love is like a great Natural , that runs loll- ing up and down to hide his bauble in a hole . Ben . Stop there , ftop there . Mer . Thou defireft me to ftop in my tale , against the hair . Ben . Thou wouldst ...
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... natural enough , and very much in Character for this infipid prating Creature . R. put her in mind of that Sound which is made by Dogs when they faarl and therefore , I prefume , the fays , that is the Dog's Name . A Quotation from Ben ...
... natural enough , and very much in Character for this infipid prating Creature . R. put her in mind of that Sound which is made by Dogs when they faarl and therefore , I prefume , the fays , that is the Dog's Name . A Quotation from Ben ...
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... nature ! what hadst thou to do in hell , When thou didst bower the Spirit of a fiend In mortal Paradise of such sweet flesh ? Was ever book , containing fuch vile matter , So fairly bound ? O , that deceit fhould dwell In fuch a ...
... nature ! what hadst thou to do in hell , When thou didst bower the Spirit of a fiend In mortal Paradise of such sweet flesh ? Was ever book , containing fuch vile matter , So fairly bound ? O , that deceit fhould dwell In fuch a ...
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Стр. 191 - How stand I then, That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
Стр. 212 - I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love Make up my sum.
Стр. 114 - Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God ! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules...
Стр. 119 - Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but being in, Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee.
Стр. 172 - ... 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? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Стр. 153 - With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Стр. 161 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Стр. 24 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Стр. 190 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Стр. 246 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart...