The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 8C. and A. Conrad, 1806 |
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... never lift An angry arm against his minister . Duch . Where then , alas ! may I complain myself ? * 9 One phial & c . ] Though all the old copies concur in the pre- sent regulation of the following lines , I would rather read : One ...
... never lift An angry arm against his minister . Duch . Where then , alas ! may I complain myself ? * 9 One phial & c . ] Though all the old copies concur in the pre- sent regulation of the following lines , I would rather read : One ...
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... Never did captive with a freer heart Cast off his chains of bondage , and embrace His golden uncontroll'd enfranchisement , More than my dancing soul doth celebrate This feast of battle with mine adversary.— Most mighty liege , -and my ...
... Never did captive with a freer heart Cast off his chains of bondage , and embrace His golden uncontroll'd enfranchisement , More than my dancing soul doth celebrate This feast of battle with mine adversary.— Most mighty liege , -and my ...
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... never to return Breathe I against thee , upon pain of life . Nor . A heavy sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd - for from your highness ' mouth : A dearer merit , not so deep a maim As to be cast forth in the common ...
... never to return Breathe I against thee , upon pain of life . Nor . A heavy sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd - for from your highness ' mouth : A dearer merit , not so deep a maim As to be cast forth in the common ...
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... never shall ( so help you truth and heaven ! ) Embrace each other's love in banishment ; Nor never look upon each other's face ; Nor never write , regreet , nor reconcile This lowering tempest of your home - bred hate ; Nor never by ...
... never shall ( so help you truth and heaven ! ) Embrace each other's love in banishment ; Nor never look upon each other's face ; Nor never write , regreet , nor reconcile This lowering tempest of your home - bred hate ; Nor never by ...
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... never account him banished , that had the sunne , ayre , water , and earth , that he had before ; where he felt the winter's blast and the summer's blaze ; where the same sunne and the same moone shined ; where- by he noted that every ...
... never account him banished , that had the sunne , ayre , water , and earth , that he had before ; where he felt the winter's blast and the summer's blaze ; where the same sunne and the same moone shined ; where- by he noted that every ...
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Стр. 40 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth...
Стр. 118 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As, in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, God save him...
Стр. 81 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Стр. 313 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Стр. 149 - Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Стр. 79 - s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Стр. 80 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Стр. 174 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman...
Стр. 146 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Стр. 16 - My dear, dear lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.