The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Volume 18Gerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1812 |
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... ear , and please your eyes . It hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : ' Purpose to make men glorious ; Et quo antiquius , eo melius . If you ...
... ear , and please your eyes . It hath been sung at festivals , On ember - eves , and holy - ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives : ' Purpose to make men glorious ; Et quo antiquius , eo melius . If you ...
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... ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a Prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a Prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? . Hel . With patience bears Such griefs as you do 12 I PERICLES ,
... ears hear their faults hid ! Fit counsellor , and servant for a Prince , Who by thy wisdom mak'st a Prince thy servant , What would'st thou have me do ? . Hel . With patience bears Such griefs as you do 12 I PERICLES ,
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... ear , ) as black as incest Which by my knowledge found , the sinful father Seem'd not to strike , but smooth : but thou know'st this , ' Tis time to fear , when tyrants seem to kiss . Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled , Under the ...
... ear , ) as black as incest Which by my knowledge found , the sinful father Seem'd not to strike , but smooth : but thou know'st this , ' Tis time to fear , when tyrants seem to kiss . Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled , Under the ...
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... ears , I do protest , were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your Grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim . Sir , Per . The me ask Sim . Let me My daughter ? are musick's master . of all her ...
... ears , I do protest , were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your Grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim . Sir , Per . The me ask Sim . Let me My daughter ? are musick's master . of all her ...
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... ears of death , Unheard . Lychorida ! - Divinest patroness , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my Queen's ' travails ! Now , Lychorida པས ། Enter ...
... ears of death , Unheard . Lychorida ! - Divinest patroness , and midwife , gentle To those that cry by night , convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat ; make swift the pangs Of my Queen's ' travails ! Now , Lychorida པས ། Enter ...
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ancient Antiochus appears art thou Bawd beauty Benvolio Boult called Cerimon Cleon daugh daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth earth edition emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish folio friar Friar LAURENCE Gentlemen Gesta Romanorum give gleek gods Gower grave grief hath heart heaven Helicanus honour JOHNSON Juliet King Lady CAPULET letter live look Lord Lychorida Lysimachus Madam MALONE Mantua Marina married MASON means Mercutio mistress Mitylene Montague musick ne'er never night Nurse old copies read Paris passage Pentapolis Pericles play poet pray Prince of Tyre quarto Romeo Romeo and Juliet SCENE sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Simonides sleep speak STEEVENS suppose sweet tapolis tell Thaisa Tharsus thee thou art thou hast thou wilt thought true Tybalt unto Verona weep wife word
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Page 111 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep ; Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 121 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Page 111 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 122 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 129 - Poison hath residence, and med'cine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed foes encamp them still In man as well as herbs, grace, and rude will; And, where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.
Page 129 - O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities: For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Page 91 - Two households, both alike in dignity In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents
Page 129 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give ; Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse : Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime 's by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence, and medicine power:.
Page 111 - Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear; at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 146 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...