The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 8C. and A. Conrad, 1806 |
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... gives forty shillings to Philips the player to play this , besides whatso- ever he could get . ” Augustine Philippes was one of the patentees of the Globe play- house with Shakspeare , in 1603 ; but the play here described was certainly ...
... gives forty shillings to Philips the player to play this , besides whatso- ever he could get . ” Augustine Philippes was one of the patentees of the Globe play- house with Shakspeare , in 1603 ; but the play here described was certainly ...
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... Give me his gage : -Lions make leopards tame . Nor . Yea , but not change their spots : take but my shame , “ Fly into Affrick ; from the mountains there , " Chuse me two venomous serpents : thou shalt know them : " By their fell poison ...
... Give me his gage : -Lions make leopards tame . Nor . Yea , but not change their spots : take but my shame , “ Fly into Affrick ; from the mountains there , " Chuse me two venomous serpents : thou shalt know them : " By their fell poison ...
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... gives one the notion of a happy people sunk in sloth and luxury , which is not the idea the speaker would raise , and from which state the sooner it was awaked the better . Warburton . To this note , written with such an appearance of ...
... gives one the notion of a happy people sunk in sloth and luxury , which is not the idea the speaker would raise , and from which state the sooner it was awaked the better . Warburton . To this note , written with such an appearance of ...
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... give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow : Thou canst help time to furrow me with age , But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage ; Thy word is current with him for my death ...
... give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow : Thou canst help time to furrow me with age , But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage ; Thy word is current with him for my death ...
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... gives to all nations the customs of England , and to all ages the manners of his own , has charged the times of Richard with a folly not perhaps known then , but very frequent in Shakspeare's time , and much lamented by the wisest and ...
... gives to all nations the customs of England , and to all ages the manners of his own , has charged the times of Richard with a folly not perhaps known then , but very frequent in Shakspeare's time , and much lamented by the wisest and ...
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Page 40 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth...
Page 118 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As, in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, God save him...
Page 81 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Page 313 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Page 149 - Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Page 79 - s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Page 80 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Page 174 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman...
Page 146 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Page 16 - My dear, dear lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.