The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, Volume 4 |
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Page 196
... Banquo atones for the ambitious curiosity which prompted him to wish to know his glorious descendants by an early death , as he thereby rouses Macbeth's jealousy ; but he preserved his mind pure from the bubbles of the witches : his ...
... Banquo atones for the ambitious curiosity which prompted him to wish to know his glorious descendants by an early death , as he thereby rouses Macbeth's jealousy ; but he preserved his mind pure from the bubbles of the witches : his ...
Page 197
... Banquo at the feast , the madness of Lady Macbeth ; what can we possibly say on the subject that will not rather weaken the impression ? Such scenes stand alone , and are to be found only in this poet ; otherwise the tragic muse might ...
... Banquo at the feast , the madness of Lady Macbeth ; what can we possibly say on the subject that will not rather weaken the impression ? Such scenes stand alone , and are to be found only in this poet ; otherwise the tragic muse might ...
Page 198
... Banquo , and first united the threefold sceptre of England , Scotland and Ireland . At the same time the monarch's prejudices on the subject of de- monology were flattered by the choice of the story . It was once thought that Shakspeare ...
... Banquo , and first united the threefold sceptre of England , Scotland and Ireland . At the same time the monarch's prejudices on the subject of de- monology were flattered by the choice of the story . It was once thought that Shakspeare ...
Page 199
... BANQUO , MACDUFF , LENOX , ROSSE , Noblemen of Scotland . ΜΕΝΤΕΤΗ , ANGUS , CATHNESS , FLEANCE , Son to Banquo . SIWARD , Earl of Northumberland , General of the English Forces . YOUNG SIWARD , his Son . SEYTON , an Officer attending on ...
... BANQUO , MACDUFF , LENOX , ROSSE , Noblemen of Scotland . ΜΕΝΤΕΤΗ , ANGUS , CATHNESS , FLEANCE , Son to Banquo . SIWARD , Earl of Northumberland , General of the English Forces . YOUNG SIWARD , his Son . SEYTON , an Officer attending on ...
Page 202
... Banquo ? Sold . Yes ; But fortune on his damned quarry smiling .'- Thus the old copies . It was altered at Johnson's suggestion to quarrel , which is approved and defended by Steevens and Malone . But the old copy needs no alteration ...
... Banquo ? Sold . Yes ; But fortune on his damned quarry smiling .'- Thus the old copies . It was altered at Johnson's suggestion to quarrel , which is approved and defended by Steevens and Malone . But the old copy needs no alteration ...
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Aege Antigonus Antipholus Arthur Autolycus Banquo Bast Bastard bear Ben Jonson blood Bohemia breath Camillo Const Cymbeline death deed didst dost doth Dromio Duke Duncan England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France give grief hand hath hear heart heaven Hecate Hermione Holinshed honour Hubert husband King Henry King Henry IV King John Lady LADY MACBETH Leon Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Malone master means Menaechmi mistress murder night o'er old copy reads old play PANDULPH passage Paul Paulina peace Polixenes pray prince queen Rosse SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shep Sicilia sleep soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Winter's Tale Witch word
Popular passages
Page 405 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 227 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight .' or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable 40 As this which now I draw.
Page 248 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his •worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further.
Page 306 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 62 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
Page 72 - What you do Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Page 255 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i'the olden time, Ere human statute purged the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear : 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 : this is more strange Than such a murder is.
Page 56 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Page 70 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 217 - 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, nor keep peace between The effect and it!