The Plays of William Shakspeare ...C. Bathurst, 1785 |
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... last eight years of his time ; for it opens with George duke of Clarence being clapped up in the Tower , which happened in the beginning of the year 1477 ; and closes with the death of Richard at Bosworthfield , which battle was fought ...
... last eight years of his time ; for it opens with George duke of Clarence being clapped up in the Tower , which happened in the beginning of the year 1477 ; and closes with the death of Richard at Bosworthfield , which battle was fought ...
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... last , her mention of his deformity infinuates her reflections on his moral condition : And thus he has taught her to fcold in all the ele gance of figure . WARBURTON . * Thou rag of honour , & c . ] This word of contempt is used again ...
... last , her mention of his deformity infinuates her reflections on his moral condition : And thus he has taught her to fcold in all the ele gance of figure . WARBURTON . * Thou rag of honour , & c . ] This word of contempt is used again ...
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... last scene of act IV . POPE . A frank was not a common hog - ftye , but the pen in which thofe hogs were confined of whom brawn was to be made . .... STEEVENS . 8 - done scathe to us . ] Scathe is harm , mischief . So , in Soliman and ...
... last scene of act IV . POPE . A frank was not a common hog - ftye , but the pen in which thofe hogs were confined of whom brawn was to be made . .... STEEVENS . 8 - done scathe to us . ] Scathe is harm , mischief . So , in Soliman and ...
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... last I faw him . Queen . But I hear , no ; they say , my fon of York Has almost overta'en him in his growth . York ... Last night , I heard , they lay at Stony Stratford ; And at Northampton they do rest to - night :) Thus both the ...
... last I faw him . Queen . But I hear , no ; they say , my fon of York Has almost overta'en him in his growth . York ... Last night , I heard , they lay at Stony Stratford ; And at Northampton they do rest to - night :) Thus both the ...
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... last where now we meet : Then I was going prisoner to the Tower , By the suggestion of the queen's allies ; But now , I tell thee , ( keep it to thyself ) This day those enemies are put to death , And I in better state than ere I was ...
... last where now we meet : Then I was going prisoner to the Tower , By the suggestion of the queen's allies ; But now , I tell thee , ( keep it to thyself ) This day those enemies are put to death , And I in better state than ere I was ...
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Page 238 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Page 42 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
Page 499 - I'll speak a little. [He holds her by the hand, silent] CORIOLANUS. O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Page 348 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate ; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye? With every minute you do change a mind, And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Page 283 - A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels ; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Page 21 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Page 280 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Page 284 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Page 6 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...
Page 280 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.