The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 11R. Crowder, 1772 |
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Page 39
... thing whereat it trembles by furmife : O tell me how it is ; for ne'er till now Was I a child , to fear I know not what . Mar. Lord Baffianus lyes embrewed here , All on a heap , like to a flaughtered lamb , In this detefted , dark ...
... thing whereat it trembles by furmife : O tell me how it is ; for ne'er till now Was I a child , to fear I know not what . Mar. Lord Baffianus lyes embrewed here , All on a heap , like to a flaughtered lamb , In this detefted , dark ...
Page 41
... thing ! Tit . High Emperor , upon my feeble knee I beg this boon , with tears not lightly fhed , That this fell fault of . my accurfed fons , ( Accurfed , if the fault - be proved in them ) Sat. If it be proved ? you fee it is apparent ...
... thing ! Tit . High Emperor , upon my feeble knee I beg this boon , with tears not lightly fhed , That this fell fault of . my accurfed fons , ( Accurfed , if the fault - be proved in them ) Sat. If it be proved ? you fee it is apparent ...
Page 54
... things ; Bear thou my hand , fweet wench , between thy teeth ; As for thee , boy , go get thee from my fight , Thou art an exile , and thou must not stay . Hie to the Goths , and raise an army there ; And if you love me , as I think you ...
... things ; Bear thou my hand , fweet wench , between thy teeth ; As for thee , boy , go get thee from my fight , Thou art an exile , and thou must not stay . Hie to the Goths , and raise an army there ; And if you love me , as I think you ...
Page 56
... and fubftantive annexed to it , yet that's no new thing with our Author . I remember one of the very fame kind in his Locrine ; And gnash your teeh with dokorous laments . 1 And thou haft killed him . Mar. Pardon me , 56 ANDRONICUS . TITUS.
... and fubftantive annexed to it , yet that's no new thing with our Author . I remember one of the very fame kind in his Locrine ; And gnash your teeh with dokorous laments . 1 And thou haft killed him . Mar. Pardon me , 56 ANDRONICUS . TITUS.
Page 63
... thing it is to be an afs ! [ have it- Here's no fond jeft ; the old man hath found their guilt , ( 22 ) And fends the weapons wrapped about with lines , That wound , beyond their feeling , to the quick : But were our witty Empress well ...
... thing it is to be an afs ! [ have it- Here's no fond jeft ; the old man hath found their guilt , ( 22 ) And fends the weapons wrapped about with lines , That wound , beyond their feeling , to the quick : But were our witty Empress well ...
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Aaron Achilles Æneas againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus anfwer Antenor Aufidius Baffianus Becauſe blood brother Calchas caufe Chiron Cominius Coriolanus Creffid defire Deiphobus Diomede doth Emperor Emprefs Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fame feem fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fight flain foldier fome fons forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword give gods Goths Grecian Greek hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Hecuba Helen himſelf honour houſe Lart Lartius Lavinia Lord Lucius Marcius Menelaus Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft Neftor noble paffage Pandarus Patroclus pleaſe pray prefent Priam reafon revenge Roman Rome ſhall ſpeak ſtand Tamora tell thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe Titus Titus Andronicus tribunes Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf Ulyffes Volfcians whofe word
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Page 306 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 254 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
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Page 306 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 254 - And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?