The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 8J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... speak aloud ; Elfe would I tear the cave where Echo lies , And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine , With repetition of my Romeo . Rom . It is my love that calls upon my name , How filver - sweet found lovers ' tongues by night ...
... speak aloud ; Elfe would I tear the cave where Echo lies , And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine , With repetition of my Romeo . Rom . It is my love that calls upon my name , How filver - sweet found lovers ' tongues by night ...
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... speak more in a minute , than he will ftand to in a month . Nurfe . An a speak any thing against me , I'll take him down an ' he were luftier than he is , and twenty fuch Jacks and if I cannot , I'll find thofe that fhall . Scurvy knave ...
... speak more in a minute , than he will ftand to in a month . Nurfe . An a speak any thing against me , I'll take him down an ' he were luftier than he is , and twenty fuch Jacks and if I cannot , I'll find thofe that fhall . Scurvy knave ...
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... speak - Good , good nurse , speak . Nurse . What hafte ? Can you not stay a while ? Do you not fee , that I am out of breath ? Jul . How art thou out of breath , when thou hast breath To fay to me , that thou art out of breath ? Th ...
... speak - Good , good nurse , speak . Nurse . What hafte ? Can you not stay a while ? Do you not fee , that I am out of breath ? Jul . How art thou out of breath , when thou hast breath To fay to me , that thou art out of breath ? Th ...
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... , here come the Capulets . Mer . By my heel , I care not . Tyb . Follow me clofe , for I will speak to them . Gentlemen , good - den , a word with one of you . Mer . Mer . And but one word with one of us ROMEO and JULIET . 61.
... , here come the Capulets . Mer . By my heel , I care not . Tyb . Follow me clofe , for I will speak to them . Gentlemen , good - den , a word with one of you . Mer . Mer . And but one word with one of us ROMEO and JULIET . 61.
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... speak well of him , that kill'd your coufin ? Jul . Shall I fpeak ill of him , that is my husband ? 3 In old editions . Ravenous Dove , feather'd Ra- ven , & c . ] The four fol- lowing lines not in the firft edi- tion , as well as fome ...
... speak well of him , that kill'd your coufin ? Jul . Shall I fpeak ill of him , that is my husband ? 3 In old editions . Ravenous Dove , feather'd Ra- ven , & c . ] The four fol- lowing lines not in the firft edi- tion , as well as fome ...
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Page 169 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Page 216 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 339 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Page 29 - 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 142 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 285 - ... in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed 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...
Page 213 - 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 27 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 59 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Page 39 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.