The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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Page 60
... Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! 5 [ Beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows ; an assinego A cob - loaf , says Minsheu , in his Dictionary , 1617 ...
... Ther . Do , do . Ajax . Thou stool for a witch ! 5 [ Beating him . Ther . Ay , do , do ; thou sodden - witted lord ! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows ; an assinego A cob - loaf , says Minsheu , in his Dictionary , 1617 ...
Page 61
... Ther . You scurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ Beating him . Ther . Mars his idiot ! do , rudeness ; do , camel ; do , do , Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . Achil . Why , how now , Ajax ? wherefore do you thus ? How now , Thersites ? what's ...
... Ther . You scurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ Beating him . Ther . Mars his idiot ! do , rudeness ; do , camel ; do , do , Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . Achil . Why , how now , Ajax ? wherefore do you thus ? How now , Thersites ? what's ...
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... Ther . I say , this Ajax Achil . Nay , good Ajax . [ AJAX offers to strike him , ACHIL . interposes . Ther . Has not so much wit . Achil . Nay , I must hold you . Ther . As will stop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to ...
... Ther . I say , this Ajax Achil . Nay , good Ajax . [ AJAX offers to strike him , ACHIL . interposes . Ther . Has not so much wit . Achil . Nay , I must hold you . Ther . As will stop the eye of Helen's needle , for whom he comes to ...
Page 63
... Ther . Yes , good sooth ; To , Achilles ! to , Ajax ! to ' Ajax . I shall cut out your tongue . Ther . ' Tis no matter ; I shall speak as much as thou , afterwards . Patr . No more words , Thersites ; peace . Ther . I will hold my peace ...
... Ther . Yes , good sooth ; To , Achilles ! to , Ajax ! to ' Ajax . I shall cut out your tongue . Ther . ' Tis no matter ; I shall speak as much as thou , afterwards . Patr . No more words , Thersites ; peace . Ther . I will hold my peace ...
Page 64
... Ther . I will see you hanged , like clotpoles , ere I come any more to your tents ; I will keep where there is wit stirring , and leave the faction of fools . [ Exit . Patr . A good riddance . Achil . Marry , this , sir , is proclaimed ...
... Ther . I will see you hanged , like clotpoles , ere I come any more to your tents ; I will keep where there is wit stirring , and leave the faction of fools . [ Exit . Patr . A good riddance . Achil . Marry , this , sir , is proclaimed ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Ben Jonson blood breath brest Calchas called Capulet Cres Cressida dead dear death Diomed dost doth edition editors Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio fool frend Friar fryer give Grecian greefe Greeks hand hart hath heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour Johnson Juliet King Henry kiss lady lord lovers lyfe Malone Mason means Menelaus Mercutio Montague mynde Nestor night nurce Nurse old copies Pandarus Paris passage Patr Patroclus play poem poet Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece reading Romeo Romeus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak speech Steevens stryfe sweet sword tears tell thee Ther Thersites theyr thing thou art thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Tybalt Ulyss unto Warburton word
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Page 272 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Page 42 - And, hark, what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Page 267 - This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Page 243 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams...
Page 294 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume : the sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite : Therefore love moderately ; long love doth so ; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Page 384 - A glooming peace this morning with it brings : The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head...
Page 323 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Page 226 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the...
Page 264 - 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 that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 308 - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.