The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 6R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... Rape of Lucrece : " And after supper long he questioned " With modest Lucrece . " And in many passages in our author's plays . MALOne . 7 THESE happy masks , & c . ] i . e . the masks worn by female spectators of the play . So , in ...
... Rape of Lucrece : " And after supper long he questioned " With modest Lucrece . " And in many passages in our author's plays . MALOne . 7 THESE happy masks , & c . ] i . e . the masks worn by female spectators of the play . So , in ...
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... Rape of Lucrece : 66 This precious book of love , this unbound lover , SC . III . 39 ROMEO AND JULIET .
... Rape of Lucrece : 66 This precious book of love , this unbound lover , SC . III . 39 ROMEO AND JULIET .
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... Rape of Lucrece : 66 as soon decay'd and done , " As in the morning's dew . " STEEVENS . Tut ! dun's the mouse , the constable's own word : ] This poor obscure stuff should have an explanation in mere charity . It is an answer to these ...
... Rape of Lucrece : 66 as soon decay'd and done , " As in the morning's dew . " STEEVENS . Tut ! dun's the mouse , the constable's own word : ] This poor obscure stuff should have an explanation in mere charity . It is an answer to these ...
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... Rape of Lucrece : " An expir'd date , cancell'd ere well begun . " So , in Chloris , & c . 1596 , Sonnet 23 : " The Phoenix fair , which rich Arabia breeds , " When wasting time expires her tragedy . " Malone . Again , in Hubbard's Tale ...
... Rape of Lucrece : " An expir'd date , cancell'd ere well begun . " So , in Chloris , & c . 1596 , Sonnet 23 : " The Phoenix fair , which rich Arabia breeds , " When wasting time expires her tragedy . " Malone . Again , in Hubbard's Tale ...
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... Rape of Lucrece : " " Tis thou that spurn'st at right , at law , at reason . " which is thus given in England's Parnassus , p . 222 : " " Tis thou that spurn'st at right , at lawiers reason . " MALONE . I see no difficulty : forth is ...
... Rape of Lucrece : " " Tis thou that spurn'st at right , at law , at reason . " which is thus given in England's Parnassus , p . 222 : " " Tis thou that spurn'st at right , at lawiers reason . " MALONE . I see no difficulty : forth is ...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections ..., Volume 6 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1821 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
agayne Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Benvolio better BOSWELL brest called Capulet daughter dead death dost doth DUKE edition editors emendation Enter Exeunt eyes fair father fear fool Fortune frend Friar fryer give gleek greefe hand hart hath heart heaven honour JOHNSON King Henry kiss lady live lord Love's Labour's Lost lovers lyfe MALONE Mantua married means Mercutio Montague musick mynde night nurce NURSE old copy Orlando Paris passage payne play poem poet Pope pray prince quarto quintain quoth Rape of Lucrece Romeo Romeus and Juliet Rosalind scene second folio Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorrow speak speech STEEVENS stryfe sweet tears tell thee theyr thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thought tomb TOUCH Tybalt unto Verona WARBURTON wilt word wyfe
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Página 378 - The seasons' difference ; as the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 50 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers — And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight.
Página 387 - Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Página 83 - Sweet, good night! 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!
Página 405 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Página 240 - Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that I still will stay with thee, And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chambermaids; O!
Página 82 - I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
Página 87 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Página 241 - And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark. Here's to my love ! \Drinks.} O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
Página 3 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents