Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... She answers , " I'll look to that , & c . " and fo concludes the fcene , without the intervention of that ftuff to be found in the later quartos and the folio . STEEVENS . 2 • La . Cap . La . Cap . What fay you ? can you 24 ROMEO AND ...
... She answers , " I'll look to that , & c . " and fo concludes the fcene , without the intervention of that ftuff to be found in the later quartos and the folio . STEEVENS . 2 • La . Cap . La . Cap . What fay you ? can you 24 ROMEO AND ...
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... She is the Fairies ' midwife , and she comes 3 the quarto 1597 , after the first line of Mercutio's fpeech , Romeo fays , Queen Mab , what's fe ? and the printer , by a blunder , has given all the reft of the fpeech to the fame cha ...
... She is the Fairies ' midwife , and she comes 3 the quarto 1597 , after the first line of Mercutio's fpeech , Romeo fays , Queen Mab , what's fe ? and the printer , by a blunder , has given all the reft of the fpeech to the fame cha ...
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... she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thofe trees , To be conforted ...
... she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thofe trees , To be conforted ...
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... She speaks , yet fhe fays nothing ; what of that ? Her eye discourses ; I will anfwer it . I am too bold , ' tis not to me it speaks : Two of the faireft ftars in all the heaven , • After this line in the old copy I find two more ...
... She speaks , yet fhe fays nothing ; what of that ? Her eye discourses ; I will anfwer it . I am too bold , ' tis not to me it speaks : Two of the faireft ftars in all the heaven , • After this line in the old copy I find two more ...
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... She fpeaks : - 5 Oh , fpeak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this fight , being o'er my head , As is a winged meffenger of heaven , Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ...
... She fpeaks : - 5 Oh , fpeak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this fight , being o'er my head , As is a winged meffenger of heaven , Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ...
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Page 265 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
Page 214 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 35 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Page 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Page 32 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 91 - 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...
Page 470 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Page 241 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 170 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Page 376 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...