All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. Macbeth |
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He , that fo generally is at all times good , muft of neceffity hold his virtue to you ; 4 whose worthinefs would ftir it up where it wanted , rather than flack it where there is fuch abundance . Count .
He , that fo generally is at all times good , muft of neceffity hold his virtue to you ; 4 whose worthinefs would ftir it up where it wanted , rather than flack it where there is fuch abundance . Count .
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It feems that traitres was in that age a term of endearment , for when Lafeu introduces Helena to the king , he fays , You like a traytor , but fuch traytors his majefty does at much fear . JOHNSON . Par . Par . What's pity ? Hel .
It feems that traitres was in that age a term of endearment , for when Lafeu introduces Helena to the king , he fays , You like a traytor , but fuch traytors his majefty does at much fear . JOHNSON . Par . Par . What's pity ? Hel .
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Get you gone , firrah : the complaints , I have heard of you , I do not all believe ; ' tis my flownefs that I do not for , I know , you lack not folly to commit them , and have ability enough to make fuch knaveries yours . Clo .
Get you gone , firrah : the complaints , I have heard of you , I do not all believe ; ' tis my flownefs that I do not for , I know , you lack not folly to commit them , and have ability enough to make fuch knaveries yours . Clo .
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The phrase - speak the truth the next way , means directly ; as they do who are only the inftruments or canals of others ; fuch as infpired persons were fuppofed to be . WARBURTON . Was this fair face the caufe , quoth she , Why the ...
The phrase - speak the truth the next way , means directly ; as they do who are only the inftruments or canals of others ; fuch as infpired persons were fuppofed to be . WARBURTON . Was this fair face the caufe , quoth she , Why the ...
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... be fanctified By the luckieft ftars in heaven : and , would your honour But give me leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his grace's cure , By fuch a day , and hour . Count . Doft thou believ't ? Hel .
... be fanctified By the luckieft ftars in heaven : and , would your honour But give me leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his grace's cure , By fuch a day , and hour . Count . Doft thou believ't ? Hel .
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appear bear believe better blood bring comes Count death Duke editor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fame father fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fhould fight fome fool fortune foul fpeak friends fuch give given hand hath hear heart heaven hold honour hope I'll JOHNSON keep King lady leave live look lord Macbeth Mach madam marry matter means mind moft moſt muſt nature never night noble obferve once paffage Paul play poor pray prefent queen SCENE Shakeſpeare ſhall ſpeak STEEVENS tell thanks thee thefe THEOBALD There's theſe thing thou thou art thought true uſe WARBURTON whofe wife Witch woman worthy young youth
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Page 330 - By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 414 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty...
Page 417 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Page 268 - That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Page 466 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 425 - If we should fail? Lady M. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep — Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him — his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassail so convince That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only...
Page 428 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Page 407 - New honours come upon him Like our strange garments ; cleave not to their mould. But with the aid of use. Macb. Come what come may ; Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Page 460 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!— Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse...
Page 101 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Bibliographic information
| Title | All's well that ends well. Twelfth Night. Winter's tale. Macbeth Volume 4 of The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Publisher | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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