The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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... Set me there , friends- The line ' Twixt the cold bears , far from the raging lion , was read , ( before corrected by Mr. Seward . ) Betwixt the cold bear and the raging lion . Poifon'd , ill fare ! dead , forfook , cast 112 The ...
... Set me there , friends- The line ' Twixt the cold bears , far from the raging lion , was read , ( before corrected by Mr. Seward . ) Betwixt the cold bear and the raging lion . Poifon'd , ill fare ! dead , forfook , cast 112 The ...
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... Set honour in one eye , and death i ' th ' other , And I will look on both indifferently : For ( 1 ) What , & c . " How agreeable to his stoic character , does Shakespear make Brutus speak here ? Cicero de fin . iii . 16. Qu'd cnim illi ...
... Set honour in one eye , and death i ' th ' other , And I will look on both indifferently : For ( 1 ) What , & c . " How agreeable to his stoic character , does Shakespear make Brutus speak here ? Cicero de fin . iii . 16. Qu'd cnim illi ...
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... Set in a note - book , learn'd and con'd by rote , To caft into my teeth . O I could weep My spirit from mine eyes - There is my dagger , And here my naked breast - within , a heart Dearer than Plutus's mine , richer than gold ; If that ...
... Set in a note - book , learn'd and con'd by rote , To caft into my teeth . O I could weep My spirit from mine eyes - There is my dagger , And here my naked breast - within , a heart Dearer than Plutus's mine , richer than gold ; If that ...
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... Sets down the taper . -I'll fmell thee on the tree . O balmy breath , that dost almost perfuade [ Kiffing her . Juftice ( 13 ) Put out , & c . ] The prefent paffage hath been much cri- ticifed upon , and is fo generally known and talk'd ...
... Sets down the taper . -I'll fmell thee on the tree . O balmy breath , that dost almost perfuade [ Kiffing her . Juftice ( 13 ) Put out , & c . ] The prefent paffage hath been much cri- ticifed upon , and is fo generally known and talk'd ...
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... Set you down this . And fay befides , that in Aleppo once , Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian , and traduc'd the state , I took by the throat the circumcifed dog , And fmote him , thus . [ Stabs himself . ( 16 ) ...
... Set you down this . And fay befides , that in Aleppo once , Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian , and traduc'd the state , I took by the throat the circumcifed dog , And fmote him , thus . [ Stabs himself . ( 16 ) ...
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85 ページ - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
167 ページ - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
225 ページ - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
85 ページ - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
251 ページ - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
238 ページ - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
168 ページ - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
125 ページ - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
254 ページ - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
73 ページ - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.