The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 6J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... Lavinia . SCENE IV . Mut . Brothers , help to convey her hence away , And with my fword I'll keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you pass not here- Tit . What ! villain - boy ...
... Lavinia . SCENE IV . Mut . Brothers , help to convey her hence away , And with my fword I'll keep this door fecure . Tit . Follow , my Lord , and I'll foon bring her back . Mut . My Lord , you pass not here- Tit . What ! villain - boy ...
Page 292
... Lavinia's caufe . Thou art a Roman , be not barbarous . The Greeks , upon advice , did bury Ajax , That flew himself , and wife Laertes ' fon Did graciously plead for his funerals . Let not young Mutius then , that was thy joy , Be barr ...
... Lavinia's caufe . Thou art a Roman , be not barbarous . The Greeks , upon advice , did bury Ajax , That flew himself , and wife Laertes ' fon Did graciously plead for his funerals . Let not young Mutius then , that was thy joy , Be barr ...
Page 293
... Lavinia with others . Sat. So , Baffianus , you have plaid your prize ; God give you joy , Sir , of your gallant bride . Baf . And you of yours , my Lord ; I fay no more , Nor wifh no lefs , and so I take my leave . Sat. Traitor , if ...
... Lavinia with others . Sat. So , Baffianus , you have plaid your prize ; God give you joy , Sir , of your gallant bride . Baf . And you of yours , my Lord ; I fay no more , Nor wifh no lefs , and so I take my leave . Sat. Traitor , if ...
Page 295
... Lavinia , though you left me like a churl , I found a friend , and fure , as death , I fwore , I would not part a batchelor from the priest . Come , if the Emperor's Court can feast two brides ; You are my guest , Lavinia , and your ...
... Lavinia , though you left me like a churl , I found a friend , and fure , as death , I fwore , I would not part a batchelor from the priest . Come , if the Emperor's Court can feast two brides ; You are my guest , Lavinia , and your ...
Page 297
... Lavinia's love . Aar . Clubs , clubs ! —These lovers will not keep the peace . Dem . Why , boy , although our mother , unadvis'd , Gave you a dancing rapier by your fide , Are you fo defp'rate grown to threat your friends ? Go to have ...
... Lavinia's love . Aar . Clubs , clubs ! —These lovers will not keep the peace . Dem . Why , boy , although our mother , unadvis'd , Gave you a dancing rapier by your fide , Are you fo defp'rate grown to threat your friends ? Go to have ...
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Page 132 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
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Page 131 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.