The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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Exit second mesenger , There's a great spirit gone ! thus did I delire it . What our
contempts do often hurl from us , We wish it ours again ; the present pleasure , By
revolution low'ring , does become The opposite of itself ; she's good , being ...
Exit second mesenger , There's a great spirit gone ! thus did I delire it . What our
contempts do often hurl from us , We wish it ours again ; the present pleasure , By
revolution low'ring , does become The opposite of itself ; she's good , being ...
Page 218
But for her Where is she gone ? haply despair hath siez'd her ; Or , wing'd with
fervour of her love , she's Aown To her desir'd Posthumus ; gone she is To death
or to dishonour ; and my end Can make good use of either . She being down , I ...
But for her Where is she gone ? haply despair hath siez'd her ; Or , wing'd with
fervour of her love , she's Aown To her desir'd Posthumus ; gone she is To death
or to dishonour ; and my end Can make good use of either . She being down , I ...
Page 237
Imogen , The great part of my comfort , gone ! my Queen Upon a desperate bed ,
and in a time When fearful wars point at me ! her son gone , 1 So needful for this
present ! it strikes me palt * 1 .... take him up in your arms . А The hope of comfort
...
Imogen , The great part of my comfort , gone ! my Queen Upon a desperate bed ,
and in a time When fearful wars point at me ! her son gone , 1 So needful for this
present ! it strikes me palt * 1 .... take him up in your arms . А The hope of comfort
...
Page 324
I would they had broke's neck ! Cre . How now ? what's the matter who was here
? Pan . Ah , ah ! Cre . Why figh you so profoundly ? where's my Lord ? gone ! tell
me , sweet uncle , what's the matter ? Pan . ' Would I were as deep under the ...
I would they had broke's neck ! Cre . How now ? what's the matter who was here
? Pan . Ah , ah ! Cre . Why figh you so profoundly ? where's my Lord ? gone ! tell
me , sweet uncle , what's the matter ? Pan . ' Would I were as deep under the ...
Page 346
To stop his ears againit admonithment ? Unarm , unarm , and do not fight to - day
. Helt . You train me to offend you ; get you gone . By all the everlasting gods , I'll
go . And .. My dreams will , sure , prove ominous to - day . Hect , No more , Ilay .
To stop his ears againit admonithment ? Unarm , unarm , and do not fight to - day
. Helt . You train me to offend you ; get you gone . By all the everlasting gods , I'll
go . And .. My dreams will , sure , prove ominous to - day . Hect , No more , Ilay .
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Page 55 - Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts ; Dash him to pieces ! Cas. I denied you not. Bru. You did. Cas. I did not : he was but a fool that brought My answer back.
Page 46 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii: — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Page 4 - Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 54 - For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection.
Page 9 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Page 19 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 315 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 40 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Page 9 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Page 165 - Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life.