The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Volume 8F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... Never mind Was to be so unwise , to be so kind . " Never mind Was to be so unwise , to be so kind . ] Nothing can be worse , or more obscurely expressed : and all for the sake of a wretched rhyme . But of this mode of expression ...
... Never mind Was to be so unwise , to be so kind . " Never mind Was to be so unwise , to be so kind . ] Nothing can be worse , or more obscurely expressed : and all for the sake of a wretched rhyme . But of this mode of expression ...
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... never get him from it . Re - enter Servant , with Wine . Serv . Please your lordship , here is the wine . Lucul . Flaminius , I have noted thee always wise . Here's to thee . Flam . Your lordship speaks your pleasure . - - Lucul . I ...
... never get him from it . Re - enter Servant , with Wine . Serv . Please your lordship , here is the wine . Lucul . Flaminius , I have noted thee always wise . Here's to thee . Flam . Your lordship speaks your pleasure . - - Lucul . I ...
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... never tasted Timon in my life , Nor came any For mine own part , of his bounties over me , To mark me for his friend ; yet , I protest , 3 in respect of his , ] In respect of his fortune : what Lucius denies to Timon is in proportion to ...
... never tasted Timon in my life , Nor came any For mine own part , of his bounties over me , To mark me for his friend ; yet , I protest , 3 in respect of his , ] In respect of his fortune : what Lucius denies to Timon is in proportion to ...
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... never behold , You knot of mouth - friends ! smoke , and luke - warm water Is your perfection . This is Timon's last ; Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries , Washes it off , and sprinkles in your faces [ Throwing Water in their ...
... never behold , You knot of mouth - friends ! smoke , and luke - warm water Is your perfection . This is Timon's last ; Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries , Washes it off , and sprinkles in your faces [ Throwing Water in their ...
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... never more false title plead , Nor sound his quillets shrilly : hoar the flamen , That scolds against the quality of flesh , And not believes himself : down with the nose , Down with it flat ; take the bridge quite away Of him , that ...
... never more false title plead , Nor sound his quillets shrilly : hoar the flamen , That scolds against the quality of flesh , And not believes himself : down with the nose , Down with it flat ; take the bridge quite away Of him , that ...
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Page 280 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 267 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 459 - The crown o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; ' young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Page 303 - Caesar lov'd him: This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Page 312 - I an itching palm ! You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. Bru. The name of Cassius honours this corruption, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. Cas. Chastisement! Bru. Remember March, the ides of March remember! Did not great Julius bleed for justice
Page 268 - I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Page 298 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude , that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Page 257 - So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
Page 476 - To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Page 304 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle...