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 Volumes |
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Page 110
But thou hast chang'd thy fortune with thy bed :· Death is the dow'r Cornelia's love
affords , Ruin still waits upon her potent lord's .. But let her partner of thy warfare
go , Let her by land and sea , thy labours know ; In all thy broken feeps : I will be ...
But thou hast chang'd thy fortune with thy bed :· Death is the dow'r Cornelia's love
affords , Ruin still waits upon her potent lord's .. But let her partner of thy warfare
go , Let her by land and sea , thy labours know ; In all thy broken feeps : I will be ...
Page 118
What ( 21 ) you do , Still betters what is done ; when you speak , ( sweet ) I'd have
you do it ever ; when you fing , I'd have you buy and sell fo ; so , give alms ; Pray ,
so ; and for the ord'ring your affairs , To sing them too . When you do dance , I ...
What ( 21 ) you do , Still betters what is done ; when you speak , ( sweet ) I'd have
you do it ever ; when you fing , I'd have you buy and sell fo ; so , give alms ; Pray ,
so ; and for the ord'ring your affairs , To sing them too . When you do dance , I ...
Page 220
... and without any kind of reckoning made , sent to my last and horrible account ,
If we were to admit Mr. Pope's sense of the word , we must imagine our author's
thoughts carried still farther ; “ without the host , without unction , without enjoying
...
... and without any kind of reckoning made , sent to my last and horrible account ,
If we were to admit Mr. Pope's sense of the word , we must imagine our author's
thoughts carried still farther ; “ without the host , without unction , without enjoying
...
Page 229
How full of forrow are the days of man , Of endless labour and unceafing woe !.
And what fucceeds , our hopes but ill presage , For clouds conceal , and
darkness rests upon it . Yet still we suffer light ,, averse to life : * Translation of
Trypbiobrit ...
How full of forrow are the days of man , Of endless labour and unceafing woe !.
And what fucceeds , our hopes but ill presage , For clouds conceal , and
darkness rests upon it . Yet still we suffer light ,, averse to life : * Translation of
Trypbiobrit ...
Page 235
In Philafter , the king is praying to be forgiven , -tho ' still rem taining his offence ,
as here : But how can I Look to be heard of gods , that must be just , Praying upon
the groups F hold by wrong ? 1 Were thicker than itself with brother's blood ?
In Philafter , the king is praying to be forgiven , -tho ' still rem taining his offence ,
as here : But how can I Look to be heard of gods , that must be just , Praying upon
the groups F hold by wrong ? 1 Were thicker than itself with brother's blood ?
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Page 212 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Page 205 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
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Page 209 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Page 233 - No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Page 72 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Page 60 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 226 - That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have/ He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Page 36 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Page 236 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it, when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged! Help, angels! make assay; Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All may be well.
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| Title | 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 Volumes Eighteenth Century English short title catalogue Eighteenth Century collection 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 Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | J. Macgowan, 1780 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 13 Sep 2007 |
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