Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Pagina 21
... some other maid . WARBURTON , Your lady's love is the love you bear to your lady , which in our language is commonly used for the lady herself , REVISAL . SCENE B 3 S CEN E A room in Capulet's house . III ROMEO AND JULIET . 21.
... some other maid . WARBURTON , Your lady's love is the love you bear to your lady , which in our language is commonly used for the lady herself , REVISAL . SCENE B 3 S CEN E A room in Capulet's house . III ROMEO AND JULIET . 21.
Pagina 33
... Some- have it , COURTIER's noje ; and this undoubtedly is the true reading and for thefe reafons . First , In the prefent reading there is a vicious repetition in this fine fpeech ; the fame thought having been given in the foregoing ...
... Some- have it , COURTIER's noje ; and this undoubtedly is the true reading and for thefe reafons . First , In the prefent reading there is a vicious repetition in this fine fpeech ; the fame thought having been given in the foregoing ...
Pagina 35
... Some confequence , yet hanging in the stars , Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels ; and expire the term Of a defpifed life clos'd in my breast , By fome vile forfeit of untimely death : But he , that hath the ...
... Some confequence , yet hanging in the stars , Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels ; and expire the term Of a defpifed life clos'd in my breast , By fome vile forfeit of untimely death : But he , that hath the ...
Pagina 38
... Some five - and - twenty years ; and then we mask'd . 2 Cap . ' Tis more , ' tis more : his fon is elder , Sir ; His fon is thirty . 1 Cap . 8 Will you tell me that ? His fon was but a ward two years ago . Rom . What lady's that , which ...
... Some five - and - twenty years ; and then we mask'd . 2 Cap . ' Tis more , ' tis more : his fon is elder , Sir ; His fon is thirty . 1 Cap . 8 Will you tell me that ? His fon was but a ward two years ago . Rom . What lady's that , which ...
Pagina 44
... some strange nature , letting it there stand ' Till she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he ...
... some strange nature , letting it there stand ' Till she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
againſt allufion anſwer becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio called Capulet caufe Clown death Defdemona doft doth edition Emil Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid fame father fatirical fecond feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft flain fleep folio fome foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword give Hamlet Hanmer hath heart heaven himſelf honeft houſe huſband Iago itſelf JOHNSON Juliet king lady Laer Laertes laft lefs lord means Mercutio moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night Nurfe obferved occafion old quarto Ophelia Othello paffage paffion perfon phrafe play poet Polonius POPE prefent purpoſe quarto quarto reads Queen reafon Romeo Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe tranflation Tybalt ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe wife word
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Pagina 265 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
Pagina 214 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Pagina 35 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Pagina 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Pagina 32 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pagina 91 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
Pagina 470 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Pagina 241 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pagina 170 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Pagina 376 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...