The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Band 12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... sense it is now obsolete . So , in Gower , De Confessione Amantis , Lib . V , fol . 114 : Again : " A lustie maide , a sobre , a meke , Fulfilled of all curtosie . " " Fulfilled of all unkindship . " Steevens . To be " fulfilled with ...
... sense it is now obsolete . So , in Gower , De Confessione Amantis , Lib . V , fol . 114 : Again : " A lustie maide , a sobre , a meke , Fulfilled of all curtosie . " " Fulfilled of all unkindship . " Steevens . To be " fulfilled with ...
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... sense Hard as the palm of ploughman ! ] In comparison with Cressi- da's hand , says he , the spirit of sense , the utmost degree , the most exquisite power of sensibility , which implies a soft hand , since the sense of touching , as ...
... sense Hard as the palm of ploughman ! ] In comparison with Cressi- da's hand , says he , the spirit of sense , the utmost degree , the most exquisite power of sensibility , which implies a soft hand , since the sense of touching , as ...
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... sense through the critic's fingers : and the Oxford editor very contentedly takes up what is left behind , and reads harness - dight too , in order , as Mr. Theobald well expresses it , to make all construction unneces- sary . Warburton ...
... sense through the critic's fingers : and the Oxford editor very contentedly takes up what is left behind , and reads harness - dight too , in order , as Mr. Theobald well expresses it , to make all construction unneces- sary . Warburton ...
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... sense is ori- ginally forensick . Malone . So , in Macbeth : 5- 66 whereby he doth receive " Particular addition , from the bill " That writes them all alike . " Steevens . that his valour is crushed into folly , ] To be crushed into ...
... sense is ori- ginally forensick . Malone . So , in Macbeth : 5- 66 whereby he doth receive " Particular addition , from the bill " That writes them all alike . " Steevens . that his valour is crushed into folly , ] To be crushed into ...
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... sense being the same . The folio and quarte have retires , corruptly Johnson . So , in King Richard II : " Northumberland , say - thus the king returns ; Steevens . The emendation was made by Mr. Pope . Chiding is noisy , cla- morous ...
... sense being the same . The folio and quarte have retires , corruptly Johnson . So , in King Richard II : " Northumberland , say - thus the king returns ; Steevens . The emendation was made by Mr. Pope . Chiding is noisy , cla- morous ...
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Seite 42 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Seite 238 - Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love: On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies...
Seite 255 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 318 - 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, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Seite 261 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Seite 207 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Seite 119 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Seite 261 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Seite 118 - 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...
Seite 240 - 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...