The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Volumul 5A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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Pagina 9
... thine they give away , and not their own . Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage , And purchafe friends , and give to courtezans , Still revelling , like lords , till all be gone : While as the filly owner of the goods ...
... thine they give away , and not their own . Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage , And purchafe friends , and give to courtezans , Still revelling , like lords , till all be gone : While as the filly owner of the goods ...
Pagina 10
... thine eyes fix'd to the fullen earth , Gazing at that which feems to dim thy fight ? What feeft thou there King Henry's diadem , Inchas'd with all the honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on thy If THE SECOND PART OF A ...
... thine eyes fix'd to the fullen earth , Gazing at that which feems to dim thy fight ? What feeft thou there King Henry's diadem , Inchas'd with all the honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on thy If THE SECOND PART OF A ...
Pagina 14
... thine ? 1 Pet . Mine is , an't pleafe your Grace , againft John Goodman , my Lord Cardinal's man , for keeping my houfe and lands , and wife , and all from me . Suf . Thy wife too ? that's fome wrong indeed , What's your's ? what's here ...
... thine ? 1 Pet . Mine is , an't pleafe your Grace , againft John Goodman , my Lord Cardinal's man , for keeping my houfe and lands , and wife , and all from me . Suf . Thy wife too ? that's fome wrong indeed , What's your's ? what's here ...
Pagina 16
... thine infolence . Since thou wert King , ( as who is King but thou ? ) , The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck .. The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the feas , And all the peers and nobles of the realm Have been as bondmen to thy fov ...
... thine infolence . Since thou wert King , ( as who is King but thou ? ) , The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck .. The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the feas , And all the peers and nobles of the realm Have been as bondmen to thy fov ...
Pagina 20
... Not half fo bad as thine to England's King , Injurious Duke , that threat'ft where is no caufe . Buek . True , Madam , none at all . What call you this ? Away Away with them , let them be clapp'd up close 20 A & 12 THE SECOND PART OF.
... Not half fo bad as thine to England's King , Injurious Duke , that threat'ft where is no caufe . Buek . True , Madam , none at all . What call you this ? Away Away with them , let them be clapp'd up close 20 A & 12 THE SECOND PART OF.
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Pagina 182 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Pagina 328 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 119 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Pagina 193 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 330 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Pagina 119 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Pagina 169 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.