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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Page 12
... foul the clearness of our defervings , when of our- felves we publish them . Count . What does this knave here ? get you gone , firrah the complaints I have heard of you , I do not all believe ; ' tis my flownefs that , I do not ; for I ...
... foul the clearness of our defervings , when of our- felves we publish them . Count . What does this knave here ? get you gone , firrah the complaints I have heard of you , I do not all believe ; ' tis my flownefs that , I do not ; for I ...
Page 13
... foul - mouth'd and ca- lumnious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the truth the next way . " For I the ballad will repeat , which men full true fhall find ; " Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings by kind ...
... foul - mouth'd and ca- lumnious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the truth the next way . " For I the ballad will repeat , which men full true fhall find ; " Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings by kind ...
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... foul of this man is his cloaths . Truft him not in mat- ter of heavy confequence . I have kept of them tame , and know their natures . Farewel , Monfieur ; I have fpoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we ...
... foul of this man is his cloaths . Truft him not in mat- ter of heavy confequence . I have kept of them tame , and know their natures . Farewel , Monfieur ; I have fpoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we ...
Page 49
... foul upon oath , never truft my judg ment in any thing . 2 Lord . O , for the love of laughter , let him fetch his drum ; he fays , he has a ftratagem for ' t ; when your Lordship fees the bottom of his fuccefs in ' t , and to what ...
... foul upon oath , never truft my judg ment in any thing . 2 Lord . O , for the love of laughter , let him fetch his drum ; he fays , he has a ftratagem for ' t ; when your Lordship fees the bottom of his fuccefs in ' t , and to what ...
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... foul , In your fine frame hath love no quality ? If the quick fire of youth light not your mind , You are no maiden , but a monument . When you are dead , you should be fuch a one As you are now , for you are cold and stern ; And now ...
... foul , In your fine frame hath love no quality ? If the quick fire of youth light not your mind , You are no maiden , but a monument . When you are dead , you should be fuch a one As you are now , for you are cold and stern ; And now ...
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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 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 59 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 252 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 241 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Page 84 - 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.