The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volumen9C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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... Fair Alvida , look not so woe - begone . " Dr. Bently is said to have thought this passage corrupt , and therefore ( with a greater degree of gravity than my readers will probably express ) proposed the following emendation : Drew ...
... Fair Alvida , look not so woe - begone . " Dr. Bently is said to have thought this passage corrupt , and therefore ( with a greater degree of gravity than my readers will probably express ) proposed the following emendation : Drew ...
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... fair king Richard , scrap'd from Pomfret stones : Derives from heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , " Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more , and less , do flock to follow ...
... fair king Richard , scrap'd from Pomfret stones : Derives from heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , " Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more , and less , do flock to follow ...
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... fair birth ) Should be still - born , and that we now possess'd The utmost man of expectation ; I think , we are a body strong enough , Even as we are , to equal with the king . Bard . What ! is the king but five and twenty thousand ...
... fair birth ) Should be still - born , and that we now possess'd The utmost man of expectation ; I think , we are a body strong enough , Even as we are , to equal with the king . Bard . What ! is the king but five and twenty thousand ...
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... fair . Ch . Just . Now the Lord lighten thee ! thou art a great fool . SCENE II . The same . Another Street . Enter Prince HENRY and POINS . P. Hen . Trust me , I am exceeding weary . [ Exeunt . Poins . Is it come to that ? I had ...
... fair . Ch . Just . Now the Lord lighten thee ! thou art a great fool . SCENE II . The same . Another Street . Enter Prince HENRY and POINS . P. Hen . Trust me , I am exceeding weary . [ Exeunt . Poins . Is it come to that ? I had ...
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... Fair daughter ! you do draw my spirits from me , With new lamenting ancient oversights . But I must go , and meet with danger there ; Or it will seek me in another place , And find me worse provided . Lady N. O , fly to Scotland , Till ...
... Fair daughter ! you do draw my spirits from me , With new lamenting ancient oversights . But I must go , and meet with danger there ; Or it will seek me in another place , And find me worse provided . Lady N. O , fly to Scotland , Till ...
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Página 341 - I tell you, captain, — if you look in the maps of the "orld, I warrant you shall find, in the comparisons between Macedon and Monmouth, that the situations, look you, is both alike. There is a river in Macedon ; and there is also moreover a river at Monmouth...
Página 157 - It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another : therefore let men take heed of their company.
Página 325 - God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But, if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive No, 'faith, my coz, wish not a man from England: God's peace!
Página 85 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 325 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Página 326 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Página 267 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture...
Página 88 - Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through,— What perils past, what crosses to ensue,— Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
Página 153 - Laud be to God ! — even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem ; Which vainly I suppos'd, the Holy Land : — But, bear me to that chamber ; there I'll lie ; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
Página 326 - And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...