The Dramatic Works of William ShakespeareC. Whittingham, 1826 |
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... winds do shake the darling buds of May . ' The following beautiful lines in The Two Noble Kinsmen , pro- bably ... wind courts her gentily , How modestly she blows and paints the sun With her chaste blushes ? -when the north comes ...
... winds do shake the darling buds of May . ' The following beautiful lines in The Two Noble Kinsmen , pro- bably ... wind courts her gentily , How modestly she blows and paints the sun With her chaste blushes ? -when the north comes ...
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... wingled instead of mingled , which odd reading Steevens seemed inclined to adopt , and explains it , ' their discipline borrowing wings from their courage . ' And winds of all the corners kiss'd your To make 50 ACT II . CYMBELINE .
... wingled instead of mingled , which odd reading Steevens seemed inclined to adopt , and explains it , ' their discipline borrowing wings from their courage . ' And winds of all the corners kiss'd your To make 50 ACT II . CYMBELINE .
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William Shakespeare. And winds of all the corners kiss'd your To make your vessel nimble . Phi . sails , Welcome , sir . Post . I hope , the briefness of The speediness of your return . Iach . your answer made Your lady Is one of the ...
William Shakespeare. And winds of all the corners kiss'd your To make your vessel nimble . Phi . sails , Welcome , sir . Post . I hope , the briefness of The speediness of your return . Iach . your answer made Your lady Is one of the ...
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... wind beat dark December , how , In this our pinching cave , shall we discourse The freezing hours away ? We have seen nothing : We are beastly ; subtle as the fox , for prey ; Like warlike as the wolf , for what we eat : Our valour is ...
... wind beat dark December , how , In this our pinching cave , shall we discourse The freezing hours away ? We have seen nothing : We are beastly ; subtle as the fox , for prey ; Like warlike as the wolf , for what we eat : Our valour is ...
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... winds , and doth belie All corners of the world : kings , queens , and states 3 , Maids , matrons , nay , the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters . What cheer , madam ? Imo . False to his bed ! What is it , to be false ...
... winds , and doth belie All corners of the world : kings , queens , and states 3 , Maids , matrons , nay , the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters . What cheer , madam ? Imo . False to his bed ! What is it , to be false ...
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Page 543 - Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir.
Page 451 - O, reason not the need ! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous. Allow" not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Page 519 - How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave : Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 543 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Page 461 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 526 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Page 151 - To remark the folly of the fiction, the absurdity of the conduct, the confusion of the names and manners of different times, and the impossibility of the events in any system of life, were to waste criticism upon unresisting imbecility, upon faults too evident for detection, and too gross for aggravation.
Page 545 - A play in which the wicked prosper, and the virtuous miscarry, may doubtless be good, because it is a just representation of the common events of human life : but since all reasonable beings naturally love justice, I cannot easily be persuaded, that the observation of justice makes a play worse; or that, if other excellencies are equal, the audience will not always rise better pleased from the final triumph of persecuted virtue.
Page 399 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Page 545 - Shakespeare has suffered the virtue of Cordelia to perish in a just cause, contrary to the natural ideas of justice, to the hope of the reader, and, what is yet more strange, to the faith of chronicles.