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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... hast thou been , sister ? 2 Witch . Killing swine.1 3 Witch . Sister , where thou ? 2 1 Witch . A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap , And mounch'd , and mounch'd , and mounch'd : - Give me , quoth I : Aroint thee , witch 3 the rump ...
... hast thou been , sister ? 2 Witch . Killing swine.1 3 Witch . Sister , where thou ? 2 1 Witch . A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap , And mounch'd , and mounch'd , and mounch'd : - Give me , quoth I : Aroint thee , witch 3 the rump ...
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... hast obteined those things which the Two former sisters PROPHESIED : there remaineth onelie for thee to purchase that which the third said should : come to passe . " Malone . 2- swelling act - ] Swelling is used in the same sense in the ...
... hast obteined those things which the Two former sisters PROPHESIED : there remaineth onelie for thee to purchase that which the third said should : come to passe . " Malone . 2- swelling act - ] Swelling is used in the same sense in the ...
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... hast no less deserv'd , nor must be known No less to have done so , let me enfold thee , And hold thee to my heart . Ban . The harvest is your own . Dun . There if I grow , My plenteous joys , Wanton in fulness , seek to hide themselves ...
... hast no less deserv'd , nor must be known No less to have done so , let me enfold thee , And hold thee to my heart . Ban . The harvest is your own . Dun . There if I grow , My plenteous joys , Wanton in fulness , seek to hide themselves ...
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... hast been partaker with the adulterers . " In both instances the par- ticeps criminis is spoken of . Again , in our author's As you Like it , the usurping duke says , after the flight of Rosalind and Celia - 66 - some villains of my ...
... hast been partaker with the adulterers . " In both instances the par- ticeps criminis is spoken of . Again , in our author's As you Like it , the usurping duke says , after the flight of Rosalind and Celia - 66 - some villains of my ...
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... hast turn'd " Green Neptune into purple . " The present passage is one of those alluded to in a note at the end of As you Like it , Vol . V , in which , I apprehend , our author's words have been refined into a sense that he never ...
... hast turn'd " Green Neptune into purple . " The present passage is one of those alluded to in a note at the end of As you Like it , Vol . V , in which , I apprehend , our author's words have been refined into a sense that he never ...
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Page 373 - 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 378 - 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 169 - 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 207 - 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.