The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Volume 1S. King, 1831 |
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... better than idle cavils , when applied to the second and amended editions of them . I know not that any editor has insisted on the very extensive privileges which you have continued to claim . In some parts of my Dissertation on Peri ...
... better than idle cavils , when applied to the second and amended editions of them . I know not that any editor has insisted on the very extensive privileges which you have continued to claim . In some parts of my Dissertation on Peri ...
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... better , and justice is a virtue inde- pendent on time or place . " Why this commonplace on justice should be compelled into the station in which we here most strangely find it , I cannot for my life conjecture . But absurd as it is ...
... better , and justice is a virtue inde- pendent on time or place . " Why this commonplace on justice should be compelled into the station in which we here most strangely find it , I cannot for my life conjecture . But absurd as it is ...
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... better nature , sir , Than he appears by speech ; this is unwonted , Which now came from him . Pro . Ant . He misses not much . Seb . No ; he doth but mistake the truth totally . Gon . But the rarity of it is ( which is indeed al- As ...
... better nature , sir , Than he appears by speech ; this is unwonted , Which now came from him . Pro . Ant . He misses not much . Seb . No ; he doth but mistake the truth totally . Gon . But the rarity of it is ( which is indeed al- As ...
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... better.- Speed . Launce ! by mine honesty , welcome to Milan . I Laun . Forswear not thyself , sweet youth ; for am not welcome . I reckon this always that a man is never undone , till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place , till ...
... better.- Speed . Launce ! by mine honesty , welcome to Milan . I Laun . Forswear not thyself , sweet youth ; for am not welcome . I reckon this always that a man is never undone , till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place , till ...
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... better to confer with thee . Pro . Longer than I prove loyal to your grace , Let me not live to look upon your grace . Duke . Thou know'st , how willingly I would effect The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter . Pro . I do , my ...
... better to confer with thee . Pro . Longer than I prove loyal to your grace , Let me not live to look upon your grace . Duke . Thou know'st , how willingly I would effect The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter . Pro . I do , my ...
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Page 352 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Page 360 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 352 - Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Page 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Page 30 - Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Page 223 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 10 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Page 52 - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Page 254 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Page 352 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.