The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Volume 7 |
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So should he look , That seems to speak things strange . 2 the remaining part of
this scene , and as Duncan expresses himself in the singular number , “ Whence
cam ' st thou , worthy thane ? " Angus may be considered as a superfluous ...
So should he look , That seems to speak things strange . 2 the remaining part of
this scene , and as Duncan expresses himself in the singular number , “ Whence
cam ' st thou , worthy thane ? " Angus may be considered as a superfluous ...
Page 107
... to life ; which in their seeds “ And weak beginnings lie entreasured . “ Such
things become the batch and brood of time . ” Here certainly it is the thing or
event , and not the prophecy , which is the batch of time ; but it must be
acknowledged ...
... to life ; which in their seeds “ And weak beginnings lie entreasured . “ Such
things become the batch and brood of time . ” Here certainly it is the thing or
event , and not the prophecy , which is the batch of time ; but it must be
acknowledged ...
Page 134
Enter Macbeth . How now , my lord ? why do you keep alone , . Of sorriest fancies
! your companions making ? Using those thoughts , which should indeed have
died With them they think on ? Things without remedy , Should be without regard
...
Enter Macbeth . How now , my lord ? why do you keep alone , . Of sorriest fancies
! your companions making ? Using those thoughts , which should indeed have
died With them they think on ? Things without remedy , Should be without regard
...
Page 141
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ; Whiles night ' s black agents to
their prey do rouse . Thou marvelläst at my words : but hold thee still ; Things ,
bad begun , make strong themselves by ill : So , pr ' ythee , go with me . [ Exeund
...
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ; Whiles night ' s black agents to
their prey do rouse . Thou marvelläst at my words : but hold thee still ; Things ,
bad begun , make strong themselves by ill : So , pr ' ythee , go with me . [ Exeund
...
Page 192
But Macbeth is . ' A good and virtuous nature may recoil , In an imperial charge .
But ' crave your pardon ; ? That which you are , my thoughts cannot transpose :
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell : Though all things foul would
wear ...
But Macbeth is . ' A good and virtuous nature may recoil , In an imperial charge .
But ' crave your pardon ; ? That which you are , my thoughts cannot transpose :
Angels are bright still , though the brightest fell : Though all things foul would
wear ...
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Page 375 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 380 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news, Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent : Another lean, unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.
Page 98 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Page 76 - tis later, sir. Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven, Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
Page 69 - Was the hope drunk 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?
Page 133 - 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 ! Lady M.
Page 171 - Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Page 94 - Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on "t again I dare not.
Page 38 - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Page 209 - Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
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| Title | The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Volume 7 The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | Joseph Dennie, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, Isaac Reed |
| Published | 1806 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 19 Oct 2007 |
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