The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 7 |
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O Antony , Thou Mine of bounty , how wouldst thou have paid My better service ,
when my turpitude Thou dost so crown with gold ! - This blows my heart ; If swift
thought break it not , a swifter mean Shall out - strike thought ; but thought will do
...
O Antony , Thou Mine of bounty , how wouldst thou have paid My better service ,
when my turpitude Thou dost so crown with gold ! - This blows my heart ; If swift
thought break it not , a swifter mean Shall out - strike thought ; but thought will do
...
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All good Seeming By thy revolt , oh husband , shall be thought Put on for villainy ;
not born where ' r grows ; But worn , a bait for ladies . Pis . Good Madam , hear
me Imo . True honest men being heard , like false Æneas , Were in his time ...
All good Seeming By thy revolt , oh husband , shall be thought Put on for villainy ;
not born where ' r grows ; But worn , a bait for ladies . Pis . Good Madam , hear
me Imo . True honest men being heard , like false Æneas , Were in his time ...
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Paris and Troilus , you have both said well ; And on the cause and question now
in hand Have gloz'd ; but superficially , not much Unlike young men , whom
Aristotle thought Unfit to hear moral philosophy . The reasons , you allege , do
more ...
Paris and Troilus , you have both said well ; And on the cause and question now
in hand Have gloz'd ; but superficially , not much Unlike young men , whom
Aristotle thought Unfit to hear moral philosophy . The reasons , you allege , do
more ...
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The providence , that's in a watchful state , s Knows almost every grain of Pluto's
Gold ; Finds bottom in th ' uncomprehensive deep ; Keeps place with thought ;
and almost , like the Gods , Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles . There is
a ...
The providence , that's in a watchful state , s Knows almost every grain of Pluto's
Gold ; Finds bottom in th ' uncomprehensive deep ; Keeps place with thought ;
and almost , like the Gods , Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles . There is
a ...
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9 Sleep kill those pretty eyes , And give as soft attachment to thy senses , As
infants empty of all thought ! Cre . Good - morrow then . Troi . I pr'ythee now , to
bed . Cre . Are you a weary of me ? Troi . O Cresida ! but that the busy day , Wak'
d by ...
9 Sleep kill those pretty eyes , And give as soft attachment to thy senses , As
infants empty of all thought ! Cre . Good - morrow then . Troi . I pr'ythee now , to
bed . Cre . Are you a weary of me ? Troi . O Cresida ! but that the busy day , Wak'
d by ...
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Seite 64 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 10 - I did hear him groan ; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Seite 65 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend...
Seite 55 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
Seite 62 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 11 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Seite 11 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Seite 58 - Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Seite 101 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Seite 39 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.