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 68
True Love . Duke . ( 13 ) Come hither , boy ; if ever thou shalt love , In the sweet
pangs of it , remember me ; For such as I am , all true lovers are ; Unfiaid and
kittish in all motions else , Save in the constant image of the creature That is
belov'd .
True Love . Duke . ( 13 ) Come hither , boy ; if ever thou shalt love , In the sweet
pangs of it , remember me ; For such as I am , all true lovers are ; Unfiaid and
kittish in all motions else , Save in the constant image of the creature That is
belov'd .
Page 70
Song Come away , come away death , And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly
away , fly away breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid ; My shroud of white stuck
all with yew , O , prepare it ; My part ( 16 ) of death no one so true Did share it .
Song Come away , come away death , And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly
away , fly away breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid ; My shroud of white stuck
all with yew , O , prepare it ; My part ( 16 ) of death no one so true Did share it .
Page 95
Seward reads the 7th line , And you fhall find all true - put ' m on th ' wild ifand . "
Because , ” she says , “ she tells her maid , You'll find all true except the wild
island , and instantly the is upon the island . ” The wild illand , therefore , in our ...
Seward reads the 7th line , And you fhall find all true - put ' m on th ' wild ifand . "
Because , ” she says , “ she tells her maid , You'll find all true except the wild
island , and instantly the is upon the island . ” The wild illand , therefore , in our ...
Page 119
O Doricles , Your praises are too large ; but that your youth , And the true blood
which peeps so fairly through't , Do plainly give you out an unstain'd shepherd ;
With wisdom I might fear , my Doricles , You woo'd me the false way . Flo .
O Doricles , Your praises are too large ; but that your youth , And the true blood
which peeps so fairly through't , Do plainly give you out an unstain'd shepherd ;
With wisdom I might fear , my Doricles , You woo'd me the false way . Flo .
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... true , 68 , 119 , in referrence to hunting , 61 , unfought , 73 , extreme , 65 ,
Fahimo rising from the trunk , commended ... compared Ignorance of ourselves ,
78 to an April day , 83 , true , Iriogen's bedchamber , 179 jealous , 86 , contempt
of it ...
... true , 68 , 119 , in referrence to hunting , 61 , unfought , 73 , extreme , 65 ,
Fahimo rising from the trunk , commended ... compared Ignorance of ourselves ,
78 to an April day , 83 , true , Iriogen's bedchamber , 179 jealous , 86 , contempt
of it ...
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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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