The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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... edition herds was printed inftead of herd , the reading of the old copy ; and the paffage has been exhibited thus in the modern editions : " You fhames of Rome , you ! Herds of boils and plagues " Plafter you o'er ! " MALONE . “ With ...
... edition herds was printed inftead of herd , the reading of the old copy ; and the paffage has been exhibited thus in the modern editions : " You fhames of Rome , you ! Herds of boils and plagues " Plafter you o'er ! " MALONE . “ With ...
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... the city . O noble fellow ! LART . Who , fenfible , outdares his fenfelefs fword , 5 s Who , fenfible , cutdares . - ] The old editions read : Whe fenfibly out - dares And , when it bows , ftands up ! Thou 36 CORIOLANU S.
... the city . O noble fellow ! LART . Who , fenfible , outdares his fenfelefs fword , 5 s Who , fenfible , cutdares . - ] The old editions read : Whe fenfibly out - dares And , when it bows , ftands up ! Thou 36 CORIOLANU S.
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... editions it was : Calvus ' wifb : - Plutarch , in the Life of Coriolanus , relates this as the opinion of Cato the Elder , that a great foldier fhould carry terrour in his looks and tone of voice ; and the poet , hereby following the ...
... editions it was : Calvus ' wifb : - Plutarch , in the Life of Coriolanus , relates this as the opinion of Cato the Elder , that a great foldier fhould carry terrour in his looks and tone of voice ; and the poet , hereby following the ...
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... edition abounds with fimilar innovations . MALONE . A modern editor , who had made fuch an improvement , would have spent half a page in oftentation of his fagacity . JOHNSON . Coriolanus blames the Roman foldiers only for wafting their ...
... edition abounds with fimilar innovations . MALONE . A modern editor , who had made fuch an improvement , would have spent half a page in oftentation of his fagacity . JOHNSON . Coriolanus blames the Roman foldiers only for wafting their ...
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... edition reads mils . TYRWHITT . Shakspeare is feldom careful about fuch little improprieties . Coriolanus fpeaks of our divines , and Menenius of graves in the holy churchyard . It is faid afterwards , that Coriolanus talks like a knell ...
... edition reads mils . TYRWHITT . Shakspeare is feldom careful about fuch little improprieties . Coriolanus fpeaks of our divines , and Menenius of graves in the holy churchyard . It is faid afterwards , that Coriolanus talks like a knell ...
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Page 243 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not POmpey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great POmpey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 341 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Page 332 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Page 334 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 234 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf.
Page 624 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Page 272 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Page 223 - O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Page 340 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Page 336 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.