The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonstrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So in approof lives not his ...
... Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonstrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So in approof lives not his ...
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... Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my land , fpares my team , and gives . me leave to inne the crop . If ...
... Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my land , fpares my team , and gives . me leave to inne the crop . If ...
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... Such were our faults ; O ! then we thought them none . Her eye is fick on't ; I observe her now . Hel . What is your pleasure , Madam ? Count . Helen , you know I am a mother to you . Hel . Mine honourable Mistress . Count . Nay , a ...
... Such were our faults ; O ! then we thought them none . Her eye is fick on't ; I observe her now . Hel . What is your pleasure , Madam ? Count . Helen , you know I am a mother to you . Hel . Mine honourable Mistress . Count . Nay , a ...
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... Such is his noble purpose ; and , believe ' t , The Duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Count . Return you thither ? 1. Gent . Ay , Madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . Till I have no wife , I ...
... Such is his noble purpose ; and , believe ' t , The Duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims . Count . Return you thither ? 1. Gent . Ay , Madam , with the swiftest wing of speed . Hel . Till I have no wife , I ...
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... such a barren rafcal . I faw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool , that has no more brain than a stone , Look you now , he's out of his guard already ; unless you laugh and minifter occafion to him , he is gagg'd . I ...
... such a barren rafcal . I faw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool , that has no more brain than a stone , Look you now , he's out of his guard already ; unless you laugh and minifter occafion to him , he is gagg'd . I ...
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Стр. 330 - 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. 336 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Стр. 59 - 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. 252 - 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. 241 - 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. 84 - 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.