The Plays of William Shakspeare. In Fifteen Volumes: Glossarial index. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorH. Baldwin, 1793 - English drama |
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... editions read ; but this is apparently defective . Mr. Rowe , and after him Dr. Warburton , read that there is no foul loft , without any notice of the variation . Mr. Theobald fubftitutes no foil , and Mr. Pope follows him . To come fo ...
... editions read ; but this is apparently defective . Mr. Rowe , and after him Dr. Warburton , read that there is no foul loft , without any notice of the variation . Mr. Theobald fubftitutes no foil , and Mr. Pope follows him . To come fo ...
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... edition brack'd . JOHNSON . Verftegan , p . 61. fpeaking of Beer , fays , " So the overdecking " or covering of beer came to be called berham , and afterwards " barme . " This very well fupports Dr. Johnson's explanation . The following ...
... edition brack'd . JOHNSON . Verftegan , p . 61. fpeaking of Beer , fays , " So the overdecking " or covering of beer came to be called berham , and afterwards " barme . " This very well fupports Dr. Johnson's explanation . The following ...
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... editions . RITSON . 9 Doft thou forget- ] That the character and conduct of Profpero may be understood , fomething must be known of the fyftem of en- chantment , which fupplied all the marvellous found in the romances of the middle ages ...
... editions . RITSON . 9 Doft thou forget- ] That the character and conduct of Profpero may be understood , fomething must be known of the fyftem of en- chantment , which fupplied all the marvellous found in the romances of the middle ages ...
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... edition , 1690 : " Corydon's doleful knell to the tune of Ding , dong . " " I must go feek a new love , " Yet will I ring her knell , Ding , dong . " The fame burthen to a fong occurs in The Merchant of Venice , A & t III . fc . ii ...
... edition , 1690 : " Corydon's doleful knell to the tune of Ding , dong . " " I must go feek a new love , " Yet will I ring her knell , Ding , dong . " The fame burthen to a fong occurs in The Merchant of Venice , A & t III . fc . ii ...
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... edition from whence I have tranfcribed these lines was prin- zed in 1621 , but there was a former in 1608 , and another fome years before , as I collect from the following paffage in a letter from Mr. John Chamberlain to Mr. Carleton ...
... edition from whence I have tranfcribed these lines was prin- zed in 1621 , but there was a former in 1608 , and another fome years before , as I collect from the following paffage in a letter from Mr. John Chamberlain to Mr. Carleton ...
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Page 80 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 372 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Page 154 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Page 372 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Page 141 - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...
Page 143 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.
Page 39 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Page 12 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Page 231 - ... tis not to have you gone ; For why, the fools are mad if left alone. Take no repulse, whatever she doth say ; For, get you gone, she doth not mean, away : Flatter, and praise, commend, extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels
Page 155 - Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Should become kings of Naples ? O, rejoice Beyond a common joy ! and set it down With gold on lasting pillars. In one voyage Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis, And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife Where he himself was lost, Prospero his dukedom In a poor isle, and all of us ourselves When no man was his own.