The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 8C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 - English drama |
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Page 30
... King Cophetua lov'd the beggar - maid- ) He heareth not , he ftirreth not , he moveth not , The ape is dead , and I muft conjure him . I conjure thee by Rofaline's bright eyes , By her high fore - head , and her fcarlet lip ,. By her ...
... King Cophetua lov'd the beggar - maid- ) He heareth not , he ftirreth not , he moveth not , The ape is dead , and I muft conjure him . I conjure thee by Rofaline's bright eyes , By her high fore - head , and her fcarlet lip ,. By her ...
Page 102
... King of Denmark . Fortinbras , Prince of Norway . Hamlet , Son to the former , and Nephew to the prefent King . Polonius , Lord Chamberlain . Horatio , Friend to Hamlet . Laertes , Son to Polonius . } Courtiers . Voltimand , Cornelius ...
... King of Denmark . Fortinbras , Prince of Norway . Hamlet , Son to the former , and Nephew to the prefent King . Polonius , Lord Chamberlain . Horatio , Friend to Hamlet . Laertes , Son to Polonius . } Courtiers . Voltimand , Cornelius ...
Page 105
... King that's dead . Mar. Thou art a scholar , speak to it , Horatio .. Ber . Looks it not like the King ? mark it , Horatio . Hor . Moft like : it harrows me with fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Speak to it , Horatio ...
... King that's dead . Mar. Thou art a scholar , speak to it , Horatio .. Ber . Looks it not like the King ? mark it , Horatio . Hor . Moft like : it harrows me with fear and wonder . Ber . It would be spoke to . Mar. Speak to it , Horatio ...
Page 106
... King , Whose image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of Norway , ( Thereto prickt on by a moft emulate pride ) ~ ' Dar'd to the fight : In which , our valiant Hamlet , ( For fo this fide of our known world ...
... King , Whose image even but now appear'd to us , Was , as you know , by Fortinbras of Norway , ( Thereto prickt on by a moft emulate pride ) ~ ' Dar'd to the fight : In which , our valiant Hamlet , ( For fo this fide of our known world ...
Page 108
... fitting our duty ? Mar. Let's do't , I pray ; and I this morning know Where we shall find him moft conveniently . [ Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to the Palace . Enter Claudius King of 108 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
... fitting our duty ? Mar. Let's do't , I pray ; and I this morning know Where we shall find him moft conveniently . [ Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to the Palace . Enter Claudius King of 108 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
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Page 32 - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O! be some other name: What's in a name?
Page 190 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 251 - That I did love the Moor to live with him, My downright violence and storm of fortunes May trumpet to the world ; my heart's subdued Even to the very quality of my lord : I saw Othello's visage in his mind ; And to his honours, and his valiant parts, Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
Page 210 - I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Page 114 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Page 175 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not...
Page 160 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Page 120 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Page 66 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 36 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.