The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... ] And from Him I received that Supplement , which I have given to the Text . And the Hiftorians tell us , it was Paris who was Priam's favourite Son . " Was " Was this King Priam's joy . " With that 16 All's well , that Ends well .
... ] And from Him I received that Supplement , which I have given to the Text . And the Hiftorians tell us , it was Paris who was Priam's favourite Son . " Was " Was this King Priam's joy . " With that 16 All's well , that Ends well .
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... son , were not my brother ) Indeed , my mother ! -or were you both our mothers I care no more for , than I do for heav'n , So I were not his fifter : can't no other , But I your daughter , he must be my brother ? — Count . Yes , Helen ...
... son , were not my brother ) Indeed , my mother ! -or were you both our mothers I care no more for , than I do for heav'n , So I were not his fifter : can't no other , But I your daughter , he must be my brother ? — Count . Yes , Helen ...
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... Son , This is not well , rash and unbridled boy , To fly the favours of fo good a King , To pluck his indignation on thy head ; By the mifprizing of a maid , too virtuous For the contempt of empire . Bertram . Re - enter Re - enter ...
... Son , This is not well , rash and unbridled boy , To fly the favours of fo good a King , To pluck his indignation on thy head ; By the mifprizing of a maid , too virtuous For the contempt of empire . Bertram . Re - enter Re - enter ...
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... Son was mif - led with a fnipt - taffata fellow there , whofe villainous faffron would have made all the unbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his colour . Your daughter - in - law had been alive at this hour ; and your fon here at home ...
... Son was mif - led with a fnipt - taffata fellow there , whofe villainous faffron would have made all the unbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his colour . Your daughter - in - law had been alive at this hour ; and your fon here at home ...
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... Son was upon his return home , I mov'd the King my Mafter to speak in the behalf of my Daughter ; which , in the minority of them both , his Majefty , out of a felf - gracious remembrance , did firft propofe ; his Highnefs hath promis'd ...
... Son was upon his return home , I mov'd the King my Mafter to speak in the behalf of my Daughter ; which , in the minority of them both , his Majefty , out of a felf - gracious remembrance , did firft propofe ; his Highnefs hath promis'd ...
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Стр. 70 - 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. 137 - 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. 384 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Стр. 295 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. 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.
Стр. 384 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Стр. 283 - 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. 101 - 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. 419 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.