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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... Ther . Agamemnon - how if he had boils ? full , all over , generally ? Ajax . Therfites , Ther . And thofe boils did run ? - the general run then ? were not that Ajax . Dog , - [ Talking to himself . -Say fo , —did not f a botchy core ...
... Ther . Agamemnon - how if he had boils ? full , all over , generally ? Ajax . Therfites , Ther . And thofe boils did run ? - the general run then ? were not that Ajax . Dog , - [ Talking to himself . -Say fo , —did not f a botchy core ...
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... Ther . Doft thou think , I have no fense , thou strik'st me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , Ther . Thou art proclaim'd a fool , I think . k Ajax . Do not , porcupine , do not ; my fingers itch . Ther . I would , thou didft itch from ...
... Ther . Doft thou think , I have no fense , thou strik'st me thus ? Ajax . The proclamation , Ther . Thou art proclaim'd a fool , I think . k Ajax . Do not , porcupine , do not ; my fingers itch . Ther . I would , thou didft itch from ...
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... Ther . He would pun thee into fhivers with his fift , as a failor breaks a bifket . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou ftool for a witch ! [ Beating him . 0 Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou fodden - witted lord ! thou haft ...
... Ther . He would pun thee into fhivers with his fift , as a failor breaks a bifket . Ajax . You whoreson cur ! Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou ftool for a witch ! [ Beating him . 0 Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou fodden - witted lord ! thou haft ...
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... Ther . I fay , this Ajax Achil . Nay , good Ajax . [ Ajax offers to ftrike him , Achilles interpofes . Ther . Has not fo much wit- Achil . Nay , I must hold you . Ther . As will stop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to ...
... Ther . I fay , this Ajax Achil . Nay , good Ajax . [ Ajax offers to ftrike him , Achilles interpofes . Ther . Has not fo much wit- Achil . Nay , I must hold you . Ther . As will stop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to ...
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... Ther . There's Ulyffes and old Neftor , -whofe wit was mouldy ere your grandfires had nails on their toes , -yoke you like draft oxen , and make you plough up the war . Achil . What , what ? Ther . Yes , good footh ; To , Achilles ! to ...
... Ther . There's Ulyffes and old Neftor , -whofe wit was mouldy ere your grandfires had nails on their toes , -yoke you like draft oxen , and make you plough up the war . Achil . What , what ? Ther . Yes , good footh ; To , Achilles ! to ...
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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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319 ページ - 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.
558 ページ - 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.
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327 ページ - 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.
558 ページ - 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
22 ページ - 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.