The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... True , indeed ! -They ne'er car'd for us yet . Suffer us to famifh , and their store - houses cramm'd with grain ; make edicts for ufury , to fupport ufurers : repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich ; and provide ...
... True , indeed ! -They ne'er car'd for us yet . Suffer us to famifh , and their store - houses cramm'd with grain ; make edicts for ufury , to fupport ufurers : repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich ; and provide ...
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... True is it , my incorporate friends , quoth he , That I receive the general food at first , Which you do live upon : and fit it is ; Becaufe I am the flore - boufe , and the shop Of the whole body : But if you do remember , I fend it ...
... True is it , my incorporate friends , quoth he , That I receive the general food at first , Which you do live upon : and fit it is ; Becaufe I am the flore - boufe , and the shop Of the whole body : But if you do remember , I fend it ...
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... ten . JOHNSON . Worft in blood may be the true reading . In King Henry VI . P. I ; " If we be English deer , be then in blood , ” i . e . high fpirits , in vigour . But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; 14 CORIOLANUS .
... ten . JOHNSON . Worft in blood may be the true reading . In King Henry VI . P. I ; " If we be English deer , be then in blood , ” i . e . high fpirits , in vigour . But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; 14 CORIOLANUS .
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... true , that you have lately told us ; The Volces are in arms . " MAR . They have a leader , Tullus Aufidius , that will put you to't . I fin in envying his nobility : And were I any thing but what I am , I would wish me only he . 7 Сом ...
... true , that you have lately told us ; The Volces are in arms . " MAR . They have a leader , Tullus Aufidius , that will put you to't . I fin in envying his nobility : And were I any thing but what I am , I would wish me only he . 7 Сом ...
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... true bred ! 1. SEN . Your company to the Capitol ; where , I know , Our greatest friends attend us . TIT . Lead you on : - Follow , Cominius ; we must follow you ; Right worthy you priority . " Сом . Noble Lartius ! 3 1. SEN . Hence ...
... true bred ! 1. SEN . Your company to the Capitol ; where , I know , Our greatest friends attend us . TIT . Lead you on : - Follow , Cominius ; we must follow you ; Right worthy you priority . " Сом . Noble Lartius ! 3 1. SEN . Hence ...
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Стр. 243 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not POmpey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great POmpey pass the streets of Rome...
Стр. 341 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Стр. 332 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Стр. 334 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Стр. 234 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf.
Стр. 624 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Стр. 272 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Стр. 223 - O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Стр. 340 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Стр. 336 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.