The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789 |
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Strana 89
... thee ; S For I will throw my glove to death himself , That there's no maculation in thy heart : But , be thou true , fay I , to fashion in My fequent proteftation ; be thou true , And I will fee thee . Cre . O , you shall be expos'd ...
... thee ; S For I will throw my glove to death himself , That there's no maculation in thy heart : But , be thou true , fay I , to fashion in My fequent proteftation ; be thou true , And I will fee thee . Cre . O , you shall be expos'd ...
Strana 91
... thee , In praifing her : I tell thee , lord of Greece , She is as far high - foaring o'er thy praises , As thou unworthy to be call'd her fervant . I charge thee , ufe her well , even for my charge ; For , by the dreadful Pluto , if ...
... thee , In praifing her : I tell thee , lord of Greece , She is as far high - foaring o'er thy praises , As thou unworthy to be call'd her fervant . I charge thee , ufe her well , even for my charge ; For , by the dreadful Pluto , if ...
Strana 97
... thee , Ajax : By him that thunders , thou haft lufty arms ; Hector would have them fall upon him thus : - Coufin , all honour to thee ! " with private foul , ] - in confidence , gave me this character of him . tranflated her will ...
... thee , Ajax : By him that thunders , thou haft lufty arms ; Hector would have them fall upon him thus : - Coufin , all honour to thee ! " with private foul , ] - in confidence , gave me this character of him . tranflated her will ...
Strana 98
... thee , Hector : Thou art too gentle , and too free a man : I came to kill thee , coufin , and bear hence A great addition earned in thy death . Heft . Not Neoptolemus ' fire fo mirable ( On whofe bright crest Fame with her loud'ft O yes ...
... thee , Hector : Thou art too gentle , and too free a man : I came to kill thee , coufin , and bear hence A great addition earned in thy death . Heft . Not Neoptolemus ' fire fo mirable ( On whofe bright crest Fame with her loud'ft O yes ...
Strana 99
... thee oft , Labouring for deftiny , make cruel way Through ranks of Greekish youth : and I have feen thee , As hot as Perfeus , fpur thy Phrygian steed , Despising many forfeits and subduements , When thou haft hung thy advanced fword i ...
... thee oft , Labouring for deftiny , make cruel way Through ranks of Greekish youth : and I have feen thee , As hot as Perfeus , fpur thy Phrygian steed , Despising many forfeits and subduements , When thou haft hung thy advanced fword i ...
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Achilles Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer arms art thou Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke brother Calchas cauſe Clot coufin Cymbeline death Diomed doft doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid fair falfe Falstaff father Faulc Faulconbridge fear fhall fhew fhould fince fir John firſt flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Gaunt Guiderius hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Henry himſelf Hoft honour horſe Iach itſelf Juft king lady lord mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland Pandarus Patroclus peace Percy Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus Poins praiſe prefent Priam prince purpoſe Queen reafon Rich ſay SCENE Shal ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſuch tell thee thefe Ther theſe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue Troi Troilus Ulyff Weft whofe whoſe yourſelf
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Strana 319 - 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 558 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
Strana 417 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Strana 327 - 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 558 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Strana 22 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.