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Página 147
Poor Turlygood ! poor Tom ! . That ' s something yet . . - poor Turlygood ! poor
Tom ! ] We should read Turlupin . In the fourteenth century there was a new
species of gipsies , called Turlupins , a fraternity of naked beggars , which ran up
and ...
Poor Turlygood ! poor Tom ! . That ' s something yet . . - poor Turlygood ! poor
Tom ! ] We should read Turlupin . In the fourteenth century there was a new
species of gipsies , called Turlupins , a fraternity of naked beggars , which ran up
and ...
Página 148
Hanmer reads poor Turlurù . It is probable the word Turlygood was the common
corrupt pronunciation . Jolin . Poor Turlygood ! poor Tom . Warburton is certainly
right in saying that the Turlupins are the people alluded to by Edgar . We must ...
Hanmer reads poor Turlurù . It is probable the word Turlygood was the common
corrupt pronunciation . Jolin . Poor Turlygood ! poor Tom . Warburton is certainly
right in saying that the Turlupins are the people alluded to by Edgar . We must ...
Página 176
And my poor fool is hang ' d ! No , no , no life . And my poor fool is hang ' d ! ] This
is an expression of tenderness for his dead Cordelia ( not his fool , as some have
thought ) on whose lips he is still intent , and dies away while he is searching ...
And my poor fool is hang ' d ! No , no , no life . And my poor fool is hang ' d ! ] This
is an expression of tenderness for his dead Cordelia ( not his fool , as some have
thought ) on whose lips he is still intent , and dies away while he is searching ...
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In their poor praise , he humbled But why were they pruud of his hunnility ? It
should be read ' and pointed thus : - Making them proud ; and his humility , A D In
their poor pruise , he humnbied i . e , by condescending to stoop to his inferiors ,
he ...
In their poor praise , he humbled But why were they pruud of his hunnility ? It
should be read ' and pointed thus : - Making them proud ; and his humility , A D In
their poor pruise , he humnbied i . e , by condescending to stoop to his inferiors ,
he ...
Página 279
I never saw Such noble fury in so poor a thing ; Such precious deeds in one that
promis ' d nought But beggary and poor looks . One that promis ' d nought But
beggary and poor looks . ] But how can it be said that one , whose poor looks ...
I never saw Such noble fury in so poor a thing ; Such precious deeds in one that
promis ' d nought But beggary and poor looks . One that promis ' d nought But
beggary and poor looks . ] But how can it be said that one , whose poor looks ...
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affection alteration ancient answer appears bear beauty become believe better blood body called cause certainly character clear common considered copy corrupt death doubt editions editors emendation evidently explained expression fair fear folio follows force fortune French give given hand hath heart Henry honor hope instance interpretation John Johnson Joun kind king language latter live look lord meaning meant mind nature never night noble objection observed once opinion particular passage peace perhaps person play poet poor present printed proper quarto question reason remark respect says scene seems sense Shakspeare signifies sound speak speech stand STEEV Steevens suppose surely taken term thee thing thou thought true understand understood WARB Warburton whole word writers written wrong wrote
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Página 194 - I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ : this may do something. The Moor already changes with my poison : — Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But, with a little act upon the blood, Bum like the mines of sulphur.
Página 2 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Página 92 - But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Página 286 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Página 218 - 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 96 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Página 8 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly...
Página 24 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 105 - Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Página 89 - 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 ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...