The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 13G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... drawn it into a series by dialogue and action . But I am not able to apologize with equal plausibility for the extrusion of Gloster's eyes , which seems an act too horrid to be endured in dramatic exhibition , and such as must always ...
... drawn it into a series by dialogue and action . But I am not able to apologize with equal plausibility for the extrusion of Gloster's eyes , which seems an act too horrid to be endured in dramatic exhibition , and such as must always ...
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... draw A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing can come of nothing : speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love ...
... draw A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak . Cor . Nothing , my lord . Lear . Nothing ? Cor . Nothing . Lear . Nothing can come of nothing : speak again . Cor . Unhappy that I am , I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love ...
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... . [ Giring the crown . Kent . Royal Lear , Whom I have ever honour'd as my king , Lov'd as my father , as my master follow'd , As my great patron thought on in my prayers , — Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make 20 KING LEAR .
... . [ Giring the crown . Kent . Royal Lear , Whom I have ever honour'd as my king , Lov'd as my father , as my master follow'd , As my great patron thought on in my prayers , — Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make 20 KING LEAR .
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With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make from the shaft . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make from the shaft . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart : be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What ...
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... draws the horse ? Whoop , Jug ! I love thee . 22 Lear . Does any here know me ? -Why this is not Lear : does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ? Either his notion weakens , or his discern- ings are lethargied . - Sleeping ...
... draws the horse ? Whoop , Jug ! I love thee . 22 Lear . Does any here know me ? -Why this is not Lear : does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes ? Either his notion weakens , or his discern- ings are lethargied . - Sleeping ...
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Alack art thou BENVOLIO Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool friar Friar LAURENCE Gent gentleman give gleek Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither honour i'the JOHNSON Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave Lady CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'the Paris poor pray Prince Regan Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE Servants Shakspeare sirrah sister slain speak stand stay STEEVENS Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt vex'd villain WARBURTON weep word
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Page 120 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Page 76 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Page 227 - O, gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully : Or, if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo ; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond ; And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light ; But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Page 224 - O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Page 87 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 154 - .* No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button.* Thank you, sir.
Page 77 - Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall— I will do such things,— What they are, yet I know not: but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think...
Page 125 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are Centaurs, Though women all above; But to the girdle do the gods inherit, Beneath is all the fiends': there's hell, there's darkness, There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, Stench, consumption. Fie, fie, fie! pah, pah!
Page 19 - Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me : I .Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands if they say They love you all? Haply...
Page 51 - Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.