The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 13F. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... blood may be affected with the weather , yet that affection is discovered not by change of colour , but by change of countenance . And it is the outward not the inward change that is here talked of , as ap- pears from the word seem . We ...
... blood may be affected with the weather , yet that affection is discovered not by change of colour , but by change of countenance . And it is the outward not the inward change that is here talked of , as ap- pears from the word seem . We ...
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... blood appears to be used for inclination : 66 For ' tis our blood to love what we are forbidden . " Again , in King Lear , Act IV . Sc . II . : 66 Were it my fitness " To let these hands obey my blood . " In King Henry VIII . Act III ...
... blood appears to be used for inclination : 66 For ' tis our blood to love what we are forbidden . " Again , in King Lear , Act IV . Sc . II . : 66 Were it my fitness " To let these hands obey my blood . " In King Henry VIII . Act III ...
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... Blood is so frequently used by Shakspeare for natural disposi- tion , that there can be no doubt concerning the meaning here . So , in All's Well That Ends Well : " Now his important blood will nought deny " That she'll demand . " We ...
... Blood is so frequently used by Shakspeare for natural disposi- tion , that there can be no doubt concerning the meaning here . So , in All's Well That Ends Well : " Now his important blood will nought deny " That she'll demand . " We ...
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... blood . POST . The gods protect you ! [ Exit . And bless the good remainders of the court ! I am gone . IMO . There cannot be a pinch in death More sharp than this is 9 . 66 Euriphile , " Thou wast their nurse ; they took thee for their ...
... blood . POST . The gods protect you ! [ Exit . And bless the good remainders of the court ! I am gone . IMO . There cannot be a pinch in death More sharp than this is 9 . 66 Euriphile , " Thou wast their nurse ; they took thee for their ...
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... blood " That touch which nature with our breath did give . " Lastly , as Dr. Farmer observes to me , in Fraunce's Ivychurch . He is speaking of Mars and Venus : " When sweet tickling joyes of tutching came to the highest poynt , when ...
... blood " That touch which nature with our breath did give . " Lastly , as Dr. Farmer observes to me , in Fraunce's Ivychurch . He is speaking of Mars and Venus : " When sweet tickling joyes of tutching came to the highest poynt , when ...
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Page 163 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 109 - What should we speak of When we are old as you ? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December, how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away ? We have seen nothing...
Page 165 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole, To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm, And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
Page 401 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
Page 89 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 326 - 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 368 - Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime ; So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time.
Page 363 - Thus much of this, will make Black, white; foul, fair; wrong, right; Base, noble; old, young; coward, valiant. Ha, you gods ! why this ? What this, you gods ? Why this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides ; Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd ; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Page 424 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.