The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Том 5Little, Brown, 1863 |
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... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, an William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE PLAYS EDITED FROM THE ...
... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, an William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE PLAYS EDITED FROM THE ...
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... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama ... Note , for instance , the use of ' succeed ' in " owe and succeed thy weakness , " in Act II . Sc . 4 of that play ...
... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama ... Note , for instance , the use of ' succeed ' in " owe and succeed thy weakness , " in Act II . Sc . 4 of that play ...
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... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English ... note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassal ...
... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English ... note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassal ...
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... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a ... note . Come , come , disclose The state of your affection ; for your passions Have to the full appeach'd . Hel ...
... Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a ... note . Come , come , disclose The state of your affection ; for your passions Have to the full appeach'd . Hel ...
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... notes , whose faculties inclusive were , More than they were in note : amongst the rest There is a remedy , approv'd , set down , To cure the desperate languishings whereof The King is render'd lost . Count . This was your motive for ...
... notes , whose faculties inclusive were , More than they were in note : amongst the rest There is a remedy , approv'd , set down , To cure the desperate languishings whereof The King is render'd lost . Count . This was your motive for ...
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Стр. 155 - 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.
Стр. 41 - They say miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors, ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Стр. 179 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Стр. 82 - 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.
Стр. 330 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge, For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, With heigh! with heigh! the thrush and the jay, Are summer songs for me and my aunts, While we lie tumbling in the hay.
Стр. 324 - 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.
Стр. 186 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Стр. 338 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Стр. 20 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Стр. 337 - 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.