The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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12. oldal
... whose iffue Will hifs me to my grave : contempt and clamour Will be my knell . Go play , boy , play - there have been , Or I am much deceiv'd , cuckolds ere now ; And many a man there is , even at this present , Now while I speak this ...
... whose iffue Will hifs me to my grave : contempt and clamour Will be my knell . Go play , boy , play - there have been , Or I am much deceiv'd , cuckolds ere now ; And many a man there is , even at this present , Now while I speak this ...
26. oldal
... Whose ignorant credulity will not 7 • Come up to th ' truth . So we have thought it good From our free person she should be confin'd , Left that the treachery of the two , fled hence , Be left her to perform . Come , follow us , We are ...
... Whose ignorant credulity will not 7 • Come up to th ' truth . So we have thought it good From our free person she should be confin'd , Left that the treachery of the two , fled hence , Be left her to perform . Come , follow us , We are ...
37. oldal
... whose love had spoke , Even fince it could fpeak , from an infant , freely , That it was yours . Now for confpiracy , I know not how it taftes , tho ' it be difh'd For me to try how ; all I know of it , Is , that Camillo was an honeft ...
... whose love had spoke , Even fince it could fpeak , from an infant , freely , That it was yours . Now for confpiracy , I know not how it taftes , tho ' it be difh'd For me to try how ; all I know of it , Is , that Camillo was an honeft ...
62. oldal
... whose joy is nothing else But fair pofterity ) fhould hold fome counfel In fuch a bufinefs . Flo . I yield all this ; But for fome other reasons , my grave Sir , Which ' tis not fit you know , I not acquaint My father of this business ...
... whose joy is nothing else But fair pofterity ) fhould hold fome counfel In fuch a bufinefs . Flo . I yield all this ; But for fome other reasons , my grave Sir , Which ' tis not fit you know , I not acquaint My father of this business ...
67. oldal
... whose heart together Affliction alters . Per . One of these is true : I think affliction may subdue the cheek ; But not take in the mind . Cam . Yea , fay you fo ? There fhall not at your father's house , these seven years , Be born ...
... whose heart together Affliction alters . Per . One of these is true : I think affliction may subdue the cheek ; But not take in the mind . Cam . Yea , fay you fo ? There fhall not at your father's house , these seven years , Be born ...
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313. oldal - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
161. oldal - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
270. oldal - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
164. oldal - 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.
103. oldal - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
288. oldal - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
161. oldal - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
266. oldal - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
270. oldal - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
132. oldal - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...