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 126
Our king , being ready to leap out of himself for joy of his found daughter , as if
that joy were now become a loss , cries “ 0 , thy mother , thy mother ! " then asks
Bohemia forgiveness ; then embraces his fon - in - law ; then again worries he his
...
Our king , being ready to leap out of himself for joy of his found daughter , as if
that joy were now become a loss , cries “ 0 , thy mother , thy mother ! " then asks
Bohemia forgiveness ; then embraces his fon - in - law ; then again worries he his
...
Page 161
Pray , now no more : my mother , Who has a charter to extol her blood , When she
does praise me , grieves me : I have done as you have done , that's what I can ;
Induc'd , as you have been , that's for my country ; He that has but effected his ...
Pray , now no more : my mother , Who has a charter to extol her blood , When she
does praise me , grieves me : I have done as you have done , that's what I can ;
Induc'd , as you have been , that's for my country ; He that has but effected his ...
Page 167
His Mother's Refolution on his stubborn Pride . ... I came not hither , To be sent
back , rejected , baffled , tham'd , Hateful to Rome , because I am thy mother : A
Roman matron knows , in such extremes , What part to take , and thus I came ...
His Mother's Refolution on his stubborn Pride . ... I came not hither , To be sent
back , rejected , baffled , tham'd , Hateful to Rome , because I am thy mother : A
Roman matron knows , in such extremes , What part to take , and thus I came ...
Page 207
... and who still hath cry'd From the first corse , till he that died to - day , This must
be fo . Hamlet's Soliloquy on his Mother's Marriage ( 5 ) O , that this too too solid
flesh would melt , Thaw , and resolve itself into a dew ; OT } ( 4 ] But to , & c .
... and who still hath cry'd From the first corse , till he that died to - day , This must
be fo . Hamlet's Soliloquy on his Mother's Marriage ( 5 ) O , that this too too solid
flesh would melt , Thaw , and resolve itself into a dew ; OT } ( 4 ] But to , & c .
Page 208
It is , I think , observed , either in the Tarlers or Spectators , how greatly Ilanlet
exaggerates his mother's offence by continually leffening the time the 1tayed
before her second marriage . ' Tis at first two months -- then immediately not so
much ...
It is , I think , observed , either in the Tarlers or Spectators , how greatly Ilanlet
exaggerates his mother's offence by continually leffening the time the 1tayed
before her second marriage . ' Tis at first two months -- then immediately not so
much ...
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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.
Page 217 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
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.