The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 1C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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Page vi
... lives of multi- tudes of his fellow - creatures , the interest , which he excites , will be immediate and strong : he stands on an eminence where he is the mark of many eyes ; and dark and unlettered indeed must be the age in which the ...
... lives of multi- tudes of his fellow - creatures , the interest , which he excites , will be immediate and strong : he stands on an eminence where he is the mark of many eyes ; and dark and unlettered indeed must be the age in which the ...
Page xxviii
... lives , as of illustrious men , were to be written ; and when statues were to be erected to them by public contribution ! The amount of the fortune , on which Shak- speare retired from the busy world , has been the subject of some ...
... lives , as of illustrious men , were to be written ; and when statues were to be erected to them by public contribution ! The amount of the fortune , on which Shak- speare retired from the busy world , has been the subject of some ...
Page xli
... lives ; and con- tinues to exhibit some reliques , not reputed to be genuine , of the mighty bard , with whom her maternal ancestor was nou- rished in the same womb . She regards herself also as a dra- matic poet ; and , in support of ...
... lives ; and con- tinues to exhibit some reliques , not reputed to be genuine , of the mighty bard , with whom her maternal ancestor was nou- rished in the same womb . She regards herself also as a dra- matic poet ; and , in support of ...
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... patience . Ant . We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.- This wide - chapped rascal ; might'st lie drowning , The washing of ten tides ! -'Would , thou Gon . He'll be hanged yet ; Though every drop 4 ACT I. TEMPEST .
... patience . Ant . We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.- This wide - chapped rascal ; might'st lie drowning , The washing of ten tides ! -'Would , thou Gon . He'll be hanged yet ; Though every drop 4 ACT I. TEMPEST .
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... lives in thy mind ? What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time ? If thou remember'st aught , ere thou cam❜st here , How thou cam'st here , thou may'st . Mira . But that I do not . Pro . Twelve years since , Miranda ...
... lives in thy mind ? What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time ? If thou remember'st aught , ere thou cam❜st here , How thou cam'st here , thou may'st . Mira . But that I do not . Pro . Twelve years since , Miranda ...
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Page xxxii - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions and gentle expressions...