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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Strana 7
... himself , fo is a virgin : Virginity murthers itself , and fhould be buried in highways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs against nature . Virginity breeds mites , much like a cheefe ; confumes itself to the very ...
... himself , fo is a virgin : Virginity murthers itself , and fhould be buried in highways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs against nature . Virginity breeds mites , much like a cheefe ; confumes itself to the very ...
Strana 50
... Lord . No more than a fifh loves water.- this a ftrange fellow , my Lord , that fo confidently feems to undertake this business , which he knows is not to to be done ; damns himself to do it , 50 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . Að 3 .
... Lord . No more than a fifh loves water.- this a ftrange fellow , my Lord , that fo confidently feems to undertake this business , which he knows is not to to be done ; damns himself to do it , 50 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . Að 3 .
Strana 51
... himself into a man's fa- vour , and for a week escape a great deal of difcoveries ; but when you find him out , you have him ever after . Ber . Why , do you think he will make no deed at all of this , that fo ferioufly he does addrefs ...
... himself into a man's fa- vour , and for a week escape a great deal of difcoveries ; but when you find him out , you have him ever after . Ber . Why , do you think he will make no deed at all of this , that fo ferioufly he does addrefs ...
Strana 58
... himself made in the unchafte.compofition . 1 Lord . Now God delay our rebellion ; as we are ourselves , what things we are ! 2 Lord . Merely our own traitors ; and as , in the common courfe of all treasons , we still see them reveal ...
... himself made in the unchafte.compofition . 1 Lord . Now God delay our rebellion ; as we are ourselves , what things we are ! 2 Lord . Merely our own traitors ; and as , in the common courfe of all treasons , we still see them reveal ...
Strana 60
... himself ? I Lord . I have told your Lordship already : the stocks carry him . But to answer you as you would be un- derftood , he weeps like a wench that had fhed her milk ; he hath confefs'd himself to Morgan , whom he fuppofes to be a ...
... himself ? I Lord . I have told your Lordship already : the stocks carry him . But to answer you as you would be un- derftood , he weeps like a wench that had fhed her milk ; he hath confefs'd himself to Morgan , whom he fuppofes to be a ...
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Strana 116 - 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 82 - 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.
Strana 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together...