The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Том 5A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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... We'll fee thofe things effected to the full . Here , Hume , take this reward ; make merry , man , A With thy confederates in this weighty caufe . [ Exit With 12 A & no THE SECOND PART OF Away from me, and let me hear no more...
... We'll fee thofe things effected to the full . Here , Hume , take this reward ; make merry , man , A With thy confederates in this weighty caufe . [ Exit With 12 A & no THE SECOND PART OF Away from me, and let me hear no more...
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... this is the Duke of Suf folk , and not my Lord Protector . Suf . How now , fellow , would't any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my Lord , pardon 1 Pet . Sa for 13 KING HENRY VI . With thy confederates in this weighty caufe. ...
... this is the Duke of Suf folk , and not my Lord Protector . Suf . How now , fellow , would't any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my Lord , pardon 1 Pet . Sa for 13 KING HENRY VI . With thy confederates in this weighty caufe. ...
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... reftore this cripple to his legs ? Simp . O mafter , that you could ! Glo . My mafters of St. Albans , Have you not beadles in your town , VOL V. D And And things call'd whips ? t BodW Mayor . Yes Scf2 . 25 KING HENRY VI.
... reftore this cripple to his legs ? Simp . O mafter , that you could ! Glo . My mafters of St. Albans , Have you not beadles in your town , VOL V. D And And things call'd whips ? t BodW Mayor . Yes Scf2 . 25 KING HENRY VI.
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... things call'd whips ? t BodW Mayor . Yes , my Lord , if it pleafe your Grace.c Glo . Then fend for one prefently . Mayor . Sirrah , go fetch the beadle hither straight . [ Exit Meffenger . [ Glo . Now fetch me a ftool hither . Now ...
... things call'd whips ? t BodW Mayor . Yes , my Lord , if it pleafe your Grace.c Glo . Then fend for one prefently . Mayor . Sirrah , go fetch the beadle hither straight . [ Exit Meffenger . [ Glo . Now fetch me a ftool hither . Now ...
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... things Here let them end it , and God guard the right ! York . I never faw a fellow worse bestead , Or more afraid to fight , than is th ' appellant ! " The fervant of the armourer , my Lords . [ fit ; SCENE 1 . § CENE VI . " * Enter at ...
... things Here let them end it , and God guard the right ! York . I never faw a fellow worse bestead , Or more afraid to fight , than is th ' appellant ! " The fervant of the armourer , my Lords . [ fit ; SCENE 1 . § CENE VI . " * Enter at ...
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Стр. 182 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Стр. 328 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Стр. 119 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Стр. 193 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Стр. 330 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Стр. 119 - 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. 169 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.