The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, 11. kötetR. Crowder, 1772 |
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7. oldal
... plays which I have always thought , with the better judges , ought not to be acknowledged in the lift of Shakespeare's genuine pieces . And , perhaps , I may give a proof to ftrengthen this opi nion , that may put the matter out of ...
... plays which I have always thought , with the better judges , ought not to be acknowledged in the lift of Shakespeare's genuine pieces . And , perhaps , I may give a proof to ftrengthen this opi nion , that may put the matter out of ...
8. oldal
... , to Byzantium . And yet the fcene of our play is laid at Rome , and Satur- ninus is elected to the empire at the Capitol . The cause of Rome , and chastised with arms Our TITUS ANDRONICUS . Wore the imperial diadem of Rome: ...
... , to Byzantium . And yet the fcene of our play is laid at Rome , and Satur- ninus is elected to the empire at the Capitol . The cause of Rome , and chastised with arms Our TITUS ANDRONICUS . Wore the imperial diadem of Rome: ...
12. oldal
... play . But the truth is , return is not a verb but a fubftantive ; and relates to Titus and not to Tamora . The regulation I have given the text , I dare warrant , reftores the Author's intention : To beautify thy triumphs and return ...
... play . But the truth is , return is not a verb but a fubftantive ; and relates to Titus and not to Tamora . The regulation I have given the text , I dare warrant , reftores the Author's intention : To beautify thy triumphs and return ...
22. oldal
... played your prize ; God give you joy , Sir , of your gallant bride . Baf . And you of yours , my Lord ; I fay no more , Nor with no lefs , and so I take my leave . [ power , Sat. Traitor , if Rome , have law , or we have Thou and thy ...
... played your prize ; God give you joy , Sir , of your gallant bride . Baf . And you of yours , my Lord ; I fay no more , Nor with no lefs , and so I take my leave . [ power , Sat. Traitor , if Rome , have law , or we have Thou and thy ...
29. oldal
... play befides ; for they make their anfwer to Aaron , without ever staying to hear him propound his question . But there is no occa- fion for this fpirit of divination . The fupplement , which I have made , is reftored from the old ...
... play befides ; for they make their anfwer to Aaron , without ever staying to hear him propound his question . But there is no occa- fion for this fpirit of divination . The fupplement , which I have made , is reftored from the old ...
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Aaron Achilles Æneas againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus anfwer Antenor Aufidius Baffianus Becauſe blood brother Calchas caufe Chiron Cominius Coriolanus Creffid defire Deiphobus Diomede doth Emperor Emprefs Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fame feem fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fight flain foldier fome fons forrow foul fpeak friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword give gods Goths Grecian Greek hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Hecuba Helen himſelf honour houſe Lart Lartius Lavinia Lord Lucius Marcius Menelaus Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Neft Neftor noble paffage Pandarus Patroclus pleaſe pray prefent Priam reafon revenge Roman Rome ſhall ſpeak ſtand Tamora tell thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe Titus Titus Andronicus tribunes Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf Ulyffes Volfcians whofe word
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306. oldal - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
254. oldal - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
213. oldal - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
306. oldal - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
254. oldal - And therefore is the glorious planet, Sol, In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?