The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: With Historical and Analytical Prefaces, Comments, Critical and Explanatory Notes, Glossaries, and a Life of Shakespeare, Volume 2J. A. Hill, 1901 |
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... better judge of what belongs to wisdom and goodness — seems to have meant him for a wise and good man ; yet he has rep- resented him as having rather more skill and pleasure in strategical arts and roundabout ways than is altogether ...
... better judge of what belongs to wisdom and goodness — seems to have meant him for a wise and good man ; yet he has rep- resented him as having rather more skill and pleasure in strategical arts and roundabout ways than is altogether ...
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... better motives than his speech offered at the beginning ; which naturally suggests that there may have been more of purpose than of truth in his statement of them . A liberal , sagacious , and merciful prince , but with more of whim and ...
... better motives than his speech offered at the beginning ; which naturally suggests that there may have been more of purpose than of truth in his statement of them . A liberal , sagacious , and merciful prince , but with more of whim and ...
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... better fate again . All the questions involved are brought to issue in the play , though it scarcely leaves assurance in conclusion that the in- structive experience will have its full weight for the fu- ture . We are spectators of a ...
... better fate again . All the questions involved are brought to issue in the play , though it scarcely leaves assurance in conclusion that the in- structive experience will have its full weight for the fu- ture . We are spectators of a ...
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... better knows than you How I have ever loved the life removed , And held in idle price to haunt assemblies Where youth , and cost , and witless bravery keeps . 10 I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo , A man of stricture and firm abstinence ...
... better knows than you How I have ever loved the life removed , And held in idle price to haunt assemblies Where youth , and cost , and witless bravery keeps . 10 I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo , A man of stricture and firm abstinence ...
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... better for you . Pom . Truly , sir , I am a poor fellow that would live . Escal . How would you live , Pompey ? by being a bawd ? What do you think of the trade , Pom- pey ? is it a lawful trade ? Pom . If the law would allow it , sir ...
... better for you . Pom . Truly , sir , I am a poor fellow that would live . Escal . How would you live , Pompey ? by being a bawd ? What do you think of the trade , Pom- pey ? is it a lawful trade ? Pom . If the law would allow it , sir ...
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Page 67 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow; then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth; and then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 67 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Page 63 - How the world wags : 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Page 46 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 79 - Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, bring again ; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.
Page 67 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Page 54 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Page 20 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor,...
Page 59 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.