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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... shalt know , Trojan , he is awake , He tells thee fo himself . Ene . Trumpet , blow loud , Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents ; →→→ And every Greek of mettle , let him know , What Troy means fairly , fhall be spoke ...
... shalt know , Trojan , he is awake , He tells thee fo himself . Ene . Trumpet , blow loud , Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents ; →→→ And every Greek of mettle , let him know , What Troy means fairly , fhall be spoke ...
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... shalt bear a letter to him ftraight . Ther . Let me bear another to his horfe ; for that's the more capable creature . catlings ] -fiddle - ftrings . Achil . My mind is troubled , like a fountain Achil . 28 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA . Achil ...
... shalt bear a letter to him ftraight . Ther . Let me bear another to his horfe ; for that's the more capable creature . catlings ] -fiddle - ftrings . Achil . My mind is troubled , like a fountain Achil . 28 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA . Achil ...
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... shalt not go . Helt . I must not break my faith . You know me dutiful ; therefore , dear fir , Let me not ' fhame refpect ; but give me leave To take that courfe by your confent and voice , Which you do here forbid me , royal Priam ...
... shalt not go . Helt . I must not break my faith . You know me dutiful ; therefore , dear fir , Let me not ' fhame refpect ; but give me leave To take that courfe by your confent and voice , Which you do here forbid me , royal Priam ...
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... shalt bring me word , fhe loves my fon , I'll tell thee , on the inftant , thou art then As great as is thy mafter : greater ; for His fortunes all lie fpeechlefs , and his name Is at last gasp : Return he cannot , nor Continue where he ...
... shalt bring me word , fhe loves my fon , I'll tell thee , on the inftant , thou art then As great as is thy mafter : greater ; for His fortunes all lie fpeechlefs , and his name Is at last gasp : Return he cannot , nor Continue where he ...
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... shalt not damn my hand ! Imo . Why , I must die ; And if I do not by thy hand , thou art No fervant of thy mafter's : Against self - slaughter There is a prohibition fo divine , That ' cravens my weak hand . Come , here's my heart ...
... shalt not damn my hand ! Imo . Why , I must die ; And if I do not by thy hand , thou art No fervant of thy mafter's : Against self - slaughter There is a prohibition fo divine , That ' cravens my weak hand . Come , here's my heart ...
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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.
417 ページ - 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...
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.