The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 13G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... , The other sisters unto death They doomed by consents ; And being dead , their crowns they left Unto the next of kin : Thus have you seen the fall of pride , And disobedient sin . JOHNSON . LEAR , King of Britain . King of France . 13.
... , The other sisters unto death They doomed by consents ; And being dead , their crowns they left Unto the next of kin : Thus have you seen the fall of pride , And disobedient sin . JOHNSON . LEAR , King of Britain . King of France . 13.
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... fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What would'st thou do , old man ? Think'st thou , that duty shall have dread to speak , When power to flattery bows ? To plainness ...
... fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What would'st thou do , old man ? Think'st thou , that duty shall have dread to speak , When power to flattery bows ? To plainness ...
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... fall'n : Sir , there she stands ; If aught within that little , ' seeming substance , Or all of it , with our displeasure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . Lear . Sir , I know ...
... fall'n : Sir , there she stands ; If aught within that little , ' seeming substance , Or all of it , with our displeasure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . Lear . Sir , I know ...
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... Fall into taint : which to believe of her , Must be a faith , that reason without miracle Could never plant in me . Cor . I yet beseech your majesty , ( If for I want that glib and oily art , To speak and purpose not ; since what I well ...
... Fall into taint : which to believe of her , Must be a faith , that reason without miracle Could never plant in me . Cor . I yet beseech your majesty , ( If for I want that glib and oily art , To speak and purpose not ; since what I well ...
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... falls off , brothers divide : in cities , mutinies ; in coun- tries , discord ; in palaces , treason ; and the bond crack'd between son and father . This villain of mine comes under the prediction ; there's son against father : the king ...
... falls off , brothers divide : in cities , mutinies ; in coun- tries , discord ; in palaces , treason ; and the bond crack'd between son and father . This villain of mine comes under the prediction ; there's son against father : the king ...
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Alack art thou BENVOLIO Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool friar Friar LAURENCE Gent gentleman give gleek Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither honour i'the JOHNSON Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave Lady CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'the Paris poor pray Prince Regan Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE Servants Shakspeare sirrah sister slain speak stand stay STEEVENS Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt vex'd villain WARBURTON weep word
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Стр. 120 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Стр. 76 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Стр. 227 - O, gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully : Or, if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo ; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond ; And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light ; But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Стр. 224 - O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Стр. 87 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Стр. 154 - .* No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button.* Thank you, sir.
Стр. 77 - Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall— I will do such things,— What they are, yet I know not: but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think...
Стр. 125 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are Centaurs, Though women all above; But to the girdle do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the fiends': there's hell, there's darkness, There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, Stench, consumption. Fie, fie, fie! pah, pah!
Стр. 19 - Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me : I .Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands if they say They love you all? Haply...
Стр. 51 - Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.