The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee may furnish , and my pray'rs pluck down , Fall on thy head ; farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an ...
... use ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee may furnish , and my pray'rs pluck down , Fall on thy head ; farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an ...
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... use him as he ufes thee : fo farewel . [ Exit . SCENE IV . Hel . Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie , Which we afcribe to Heav'n . The fated sky Gives us free scope ; only doth backward pull Our flow defigns , when we ourselves are ...
... use him as he ufes thee : fo farewel . [ Exit . SCENE IV . Hel . Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie , Which we afcribe to Heav'n . The fated sky Gives us free scope ; only doth backward pull Our flow defigns , when we ourselves are ...
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... use to be made than alone the recov'ry of the King ; as to be Laf . Generally thankful . SCENE VI . Enter King , Helena , ana attendants . Par . I would have faid it , you faid well . Here comes the King . Unknown , for fupernatural . + ...
... use to be made than alone the recov'ry of the King ; as to be Laf . Generally thankful . SCENE VI . Enter King , Helena , ana attendants . Par . I would have faid it , you faid well . Here comes the King . Unknown , for fupernatural . + ...
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... use ; thy frank election make ; Thou haft power to chufe , and they none to forfake . Hel . To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress Fall , when love please ! marry , to each but one.— Laf . I'd give bay curtal and his furniture ...
... use ; thy frank election make ; Thou haft power to chufe , and they none to forfake . Hel . To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress Fall , when love please ! marry , to each but one.— Laf . I'd give bay curtal and his furniture ...
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... use The help of mine own eyes . King . Know'st thou not , Bertram , What the hath done for me ?. Ber . Yes , my good Lord , [ Highness But never hope to know why I fhould marry her . King . Thou know'lt , fhe has rais'd me from King Sc ...
... use The help of mine own eyes . King . Know'st thou not , Bertram , What the hath done for me ?. Ber . Yes , my good Lord , [ Highness But never hope to know why I fhould marry her . King . Thou know'lt , fhe has rais'd me from King Sc ...
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Page 116 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Page 336 - 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 330 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 82 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together...