Measure for measure. The merchant of Venice. As you like it. Love's labour lostA. Leathley, 1766 |
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... Poets . THEOBALD . ( 2 ) In former editions . Which for thefe fourteen years we have let ip . ] For fourteen I have made no Scruple to replace nineteen . I have alter'd the odd Phrafe of letting the Laws flip : for how does it fort with ...
... Poets . THEOBALD . ( 2 ) In former editions . Which for thefe fourteen years we have let ip . ] For fourteen I have made no Scruple to replace nineteen . I have alter'd the odd Phrafe of letting the Laws flip : for how does it fort with ...
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... poet . ( 2 ) Who falling in the flaws of her own youth , Hath blifter'd ber report : Who doth not fee that the integrity of the metaphor requires we should read FLAMES of her own youth ? WARBURTON . Who does not fee that upon fuch ...
... poet . ( 2 ) Who falling in the flaws of her own youth , Hath blifter'd ber report : Who doth not fee that the integrity of the metaphor requires we should read FLAMES of her own youth ? WARBURTON . Who does not fee that upon fuch ...
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... poet faid , with his ufual licence , their Jawcy sweetness , for fawey indulgence of the appetite . And this , for footh , must be changed to fawcy lewdness , tho ' the epithet confines us , as it were , to the poet's word . WARBURTON ...
... poet faid , with his ufual licence , their Jawcy sweetness , for fawey indulgence of the appetite . And this , for footh , must be changed to fawcy lewdness , tho ' the epithet confines us , as it were , to the poet's word . WARBURTON ...
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... Poet wrote , That none but Fools would reck , i . e . care for , be anxious about , regret the lofs of . So in the Tragedy of Tancred and Gismunde , Act 4. Scene 3 . Not that be RECKs this life And Shakespeare in The Two Gentlemen of ...
... Poet wrote , That none but Fools would reck , i . e . care for , be anxious about , regret the lofs of . So in the Tragedy of Tancred and Gismunde , Act 4. Scene 3 . Not that be RECKs this life And Shakespeare in The Two Gentlemen of ...
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... poet trite and vulgar . ( 7 ) Thou'rt not thyself ; ] Thou art perpetually repaired and renovated by external affiftance , thou fubfiftest upon foreign matter , and haft no power of producing or continuing thy own being . — ( 8 ) frange ...
... poet trite and vulgar . ( 7 ) Thou'rt not thyself ; ] Thou art perpetually repaired and renovated by external affiftance , thou fubfiftest upon foreign matter , and haft no power of producing or continuing thy own being . — ( 8 ) frange ...
Common terms and phrases
afide againſt Anfaldo Angelo anſwer Anth Anthonio Baff Baffanio Bawd becauſe Biron Boyet brother cauſe Claudio Clown Coft defire doth ducats Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair fame father fatire feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft fome fool foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet Giannetto give grace hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Ifab itſelf juftice King lady Laun lefs lord Lucio mafter marry meaſure Merchant of Venice moft moſt Moth mufick muft muſt myſelf Orla Orlando paffage perfon pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pray prefent Prov purpoſe reafon reft Rofalind ſay SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Shylock Solarino ſpeak thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uſed Venice WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe yourſelf
Popular passages
Page 427 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 170 - Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd; Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Page 252 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 183 - Some men there are love not a gaping pig ; Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat.
Page 133 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 193 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 197 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Page 189 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 429 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Page 172 - O sweet Portia, Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins — I was a gentleman...