The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 6J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... whose cause She did this battle move , He fwooning fell upon her breast , From whence he never parted ; But on her bofom left his life , That was fo truly hearted . The lords and nobles when they faw The ends of these events , The other ...
... whose cause She did this battle move , He fwooning fell upon her breast , From whence he never parted ; But on her bofom left his life , That was fo truly hearted . The lords and nobles when they faw The ends of these events , The other ...
Page 172
... Whose eyes are on this fov'reign lady fixt , One do I perfonate of Timon's frame , Whom Fortune with her iv'ry hand wafts to her , Whose present grace to prefent flaves and fervants Tranflates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to ...
... Whose eyes are on this fov'reign lady fixt , One do I perfonate of Timon's frame , Whom Fortune with her iv'ry hand wafts to her , Whose present grace to prefent flaves and fervants Tranflates his rivals . Pain . ' Tis conceiv'd to ...
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... Whose womb unmeafurable , and infinite breast he used forefend in the wrong meaning . To forefend is , I think , never to provide for , but to provide againft . The verbs compounded with for or fore have commonly either an evil or ne ...
... Whose womb unmeafurable , and infinite breast he used forefend in the wrong meaning . To forefend is , I think , never to provide for , but to provide againft . The verbs compounded with for or fore have commonly either an evil or ne ...
Page 253
... Whose blush doth thaw the confecrated fnow , That lies on Dian's lap ! thou vifible God , That foldreft clofe impoffibilities , And mak'st them kifs ! that speak'st with every tongue , To every purpose ! Oh , thou Touch of hearts ...
... Whose blush doth thaw the confecrated fnow , That lies on Dian's lap ! thou vifible God , That foldreft clofe impoffibilities , And mak'st them kifs ! that speak'st with every tongue , To every purpose ! Oh , thou Touch of hearts ...
Page 260
... whose breast Doubt and Sufpect , alas , are plac'd too late . You should have fear'd falfe times , when you did feast ; Sufpect ftill comes , where an eftate is leaft . That which I fhew , heav'n knows , is meerly love , Duty , and zeal ...
... whose breast Doubt and Sufpect , alas , are plac'd too late . You should have fear'd falfe times , when you did feast ; Sufpect ftill comes , where an eftate is leaft . That which I fhew , heav'n knows , is meerly love , Duty , and zeal ...
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Page 132 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
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Page 423 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
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Page 117 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yond...
Page 149 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Page 392 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 131 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.