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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... Shew not their mealy wings , but to the fummer ; And not a man , for being fimply man , Hath any honour ; but's honour'd for thofe honours That are without him , as place , riches , favour , Prizes of accident as oft as merit : Which ...
... Shew not their mealy wings , but to the fummer ; And not a man , for being fimply man , Hath any honour ; but's honour'd for thofe honours That are without him , as place , riches , favour , Prizes of accident as oft as merit : Which ...
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... Shew boldness , and afpiring confidence . What , fhall they feek the lion in his den ? And fright him there ; and make him tremble there ? Oh , let it not be faid ! - Forage , and run To meet displeasure farther from the doors ; And ...
... Shew boldness , and afpiring confidence . What , fhall they feek the lion in his den ? And fright him there ; and make him tremble there ? Oh , let it not be faid ! - Forage , and run To meet displeasure farther from the doors ; And ...
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... Shew me the very wound of this ill news ; I am no woman , I'll not fwoon at it . Hub . The king , I fear , is poifon'd by a monk : I left him almoft fpeechlefs , and broke out To acquaint you with this evil ; that you might The better ...
... Shew me the very wound of this ill news ; I am no woman , I'll not fwoon at it . Hub . The king , I fear , is poifon'd by a monk : I left him almoft fpeechlefs , and broke out To acquaint you with this evil ; that you might The better ...
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... Shew now your mended faiths ; And instantly return with me again , To push deftruction , and perpetual shame , Out of the weak door of our fainting land : Straight let us feek , or straight we shall be sought ; The Dauphin rages at our ...
... Shew now your mended faiths ; And instantly return with me again , To push deftruction , and perpetual shame , Out of the weak door of our fainting land : Straight let us feek , or straight we shall be sought ; The Dauphin rages at our ...
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... shew'ft the naked path - way to thy life , Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee : That which in mean men we entitle - patience , Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts . What fhall I fay ? to fafeguard thine own life , The best ...
... shew'ft the naked path - way to thy life , Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee : That which in mean men we entitle - patience , Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts . What fhall I fay ? to fafeguard thine own life , The best ...
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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.