The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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20. oldal
... fear and love hold quantity . " STEEVENS . in game- ] Game here fignifies not contentious play , but Sport , jeft . So Spenfer : 6 7 66 L'iwixt earnest , and ' twixt game . " JOHNSON . Hermia's eyne , ] This plural is common both in ...
... fear and love hold quantity . " STEEVENS . in game- ] Game here fignifies not contentious play , but Sport , jeft . So Spenfer : 6 7 66 L'iwixt earnest , and ' twixt game . " JOHNSON . Hermia's eyne , ] This plural is common both in ...
32. oldal
... fear , Creep into acorn cups , and hide them there . fuppofed to be left by the fairies , but here for a child taken away . JOHNSON . So Spenfer , B. I. c . X : And her bafe elfin brood there for thee left , " Such men do changelings ...
... fear , Creep into acorn cups , and hide them there . fuppofed to be left by the fairies , but here for a child taken away . JOHNSON . So Spenfer , B. I. c . X : And her bafe elfin brood there for thee left , " Such men do changelings ...
55. oldal
... , " Whom Death did fear before her life began ; " For holy fates have grav'n it in their tables , At a fair veftal , throned by the weft ; E MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM . 55 Flying between the cold moon and the earth, ...
... , " Whom Death did fear before her life began ; " For holy fates have grav'n it in their tables , At a fair veftal , throned by the weft ; E MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM . 55 Flying between the cold moon and the earth, ...
62. oldal
... Fear not my lord , your fervant fhall do fo . [ Exeunt . 8 Quite over - canopied with lush woodbine , ] All the old editions read - lufcious woodbine . On the margin of one of my folios an unknown hand has written lub woodbine , which ...
... Fear not my lord , your fervant fhall do fo . [ Exeunt . 8 Quite over - canopied with lush woodbine , ] All the old editions read - lufcious woodbine . On the margin of one of my folios an unknown hand has written lub woodbine , which ...
70. oldal
... fear : Therefore , no marvel , though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my prefence thus . What wicked and diffembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's fphery eyne ? - But who is here ? Lyfander ! on the ground ! Dead ? or ...
... fear : Therefore , no marvel , though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my prefence thus . What wicked and diffembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's fphery eyne ? - But who is here ? Lyfander ! on the ground ! Dead ? or ...
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againſt alfo Amadis de Gaula ancient Anfaldo anfwer Armado Baffanio BASS becauſe BIRON BOYET called defire Demetrius doth ducats duke emendation Exeunt expreffion eyes faid fair fairy fame fatire fays fecond feems feen fenfe ferve fhall fhould fhow fignifies fing firft firſt folio fome fong fool foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fwear fweet Giannetto hath Henry IV Hermia himſelf houſe inftance JOHNSON KING lady LAUN Launcelot lord Lyfander mafter MALONE means meaſure Merchant of Venice moft moon moſt MOTH mufick muft muſt night obferves occafion old copies paffage paffion perfon play pleaſe poet Pompey praiſe prefent princefs Puck Pyramus quarto Queen reafon Richard III romances ſay Shakspeare ſhall ſhe Shylock ſpeak STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thouſand Titania tranflation ufed uſed Venice WARBURTON whofe word
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101. oldal - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem ; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart : Two of the first, like coats...
18. oldal - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
403. oldal - Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate, On me, my bargains and my well-won thrift, Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe, If I forgive him ! BASS.
458. oldal - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
452. oldal - The curse never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it till now : two thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear ! would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin...
505. oldal - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that: You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
396. oldal - If to do were as easy as to know what were^ good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
392. oldal - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
162. oldal - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
362. oldal - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...