Notes Upon Some of the Obscure Passages in Shakespeare's Plays: With Remarks Upon the Explanations and Amendments of the Commentators in the Editions of 1785, 1790, 1793W. Bulmer and Company, 1805 - 375 pagini |
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Pagina 13
... blood . I think Theobald's pointing is right : Thour't pinch'd for't now , Sebastian , flesh and blood . P. 117. - 91 , -144 . On the bat's back I do fly , After summer , merrily . I think this is rightly explained by Mr. Steevens ...
... blood . I think Theobald's pointing is right : Thour't pinch'd for't now , Sebastian , flesh and blood . P. 117. - 91 , -144 . On the bat's back I do fly , After summer , merrily . I think this is rightly explained by Mr. Steevens ...
Pagina 57
... blood ; For there was never yet philosopher , That could endure the tooth - ach patiently ; However they have writ the style of gods , And make a pish at chance and sufferance . Steevens is right . P. 371. - 288. - 526 . D. Pedro ...
... blood ; For there was never yet philosopher , That could endure the tooth - ach patiently ; However they have writ the style of gods , And make a pish at chance and sufferance . Steevens is right . P. 371. - 288. - 526 . D. Pedro ...
Pagina 62
... blood . I think Steevens is right . P. 459. - 367. - 261 . And such barren plants are set before us , that we thankful should be ( Which we of taste and feeling are ) for those parts that do fructify in us more than he . I think Mr ...
... blood . I think Steevens is right . P. 459. - 367. - 261 . And such barren plants are set before us , that we thankful should be ( Which we of taste and feeling are ) for those parts that do fructify in us more than he . I think Mr ...
Pagina 79
... blood . 1 ; I do not believe the Author wrote is the body . I think Mr. Steevens is clearly right . Shy . P. 213. - 66. - 483 . I do wonder , Thou naughty gaoler , that thou art so fond To come abroad with him at his request . I am not ...
... blood . 1 ; I do not believe the Author wrote is the body . I think Mr. Steevens is clearly right . Shy . P. 213. - 66. - 483 . I do wonder , Thou naughty gaoler , that thou art so fond To come abroad with him at his request . I am not ...
Pagina 90
... blood , unto the shepherd youth That he in sport doth call his Rosalind . I would read , Dy'd in his blood . P. 391. - 218. - 150 . Ros . God save you , brother . Oliv . And you , fair sister . Chamier is right . P.394 . - 220. - 155 ...
... blood , unto the shepherd youth That he in sport doth call his Rosalind . I would read , Dy'd in his blood . P. 391. - 218. - 150 . Ros . God save you , brother . Oliv . And you , fair sister . Chamier is right . P.394 . - 220. - 155 ...
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Pagina 110 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pagina 111 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Pagina 328 - No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Pagina 278 - For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood.
Pagina 343 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Pagina 179 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough: this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Pagina 332 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Pagina 204 - HUNG be the heavens with black , yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky ; And with them scourge the bad revolting stars, That have consented unto Henry's death ! Henry the fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Pagina 132 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Pagina 332 - O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds, And sails upon the bosom of the air.