The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 11R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... tears ; Tears of true joy for his return to Rome . Thou great defender of this Capitol , ( 2 ) Hail , Rome , villorious in thy mourning weeds ! ] Mr Warburton and I concurred to fufpect that the Poet wrote ; -in my mourning weeds . 66 i ...
... tears ; Tears of true joy for his return to Rome . Thou great defender of this Capitol , ( 2 ) Hail , Rome , villorious in thy mourning weeds ! ] Mr Warburton and I concurred to fufpect that the Poet wrote ; -in my mourning weeds . 66 i ...
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... tears I fhed , A mother's tears in paffion for her fon : And if thy fons were ever dear to thee , O , think my fons to be as dear to me . Sufficeth not , that we are brought to Rome , ( 3 ) ( 3 ) Sufficeth not , that we are brought to ...
... tears I fhed , A mother's tears in paffion for her fon : And if thy fons were ever dear to thee , O , think my fons to be as dear to me . Sufficeth not , that we are brought to Rome , ( 3 ) ( 3 ) Sufficeth not , that we are brought to ...
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... tears I render , for my brethrens obfequies : And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth , for thy return to Rome . O , blefs me here with thy victorious hand , Whofe fortune Rome's beft citizens applaud . Tit . Kind ...
... tears I render , for my brethrens obfequies : And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth , for thy return to Rome . O , blefs me here with thy victorious hand , Whofe fortune Rome's beft citizens applaud . Tit . Kind ...
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... tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame , that died in virtue's caufe . Mar. My Lord , to step out of thefe dreary dumps , How comes it that the fubtle Queen of Goths Is of a fudden thus advanced in Rame ? Tit . I know not , Marcus ...
... tears for noble Mutius ; He lives in fame , that died in virtue's caufe . Mar. My Lord , to step out of thefe dreary dumps , How comes it that the fubtle Queen of Goths Is of a fudden thus advanced in Rame ? Tit . I know not , Marcus ...
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... tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flints to drops of rain . Lav . When did the tyger's young ones teach the dam ? O , do not teach her wrath ; she taught it thee ; The milk , thou fuck'dit from her , did turn to marble ...
... tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flints to drops of rain . Lav . When did the tyger's young ones teach the dam ? O , do not teach her wrath ; she taught it thee ; The milk , thou fuck'dit from her , did turn to marble ...
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Page 306 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 254 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Page 213 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Page 306 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 254 - And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?